Surgery #2 is behind us and my body feels like I ran a marathon. ..every muscle is sore, and my heart physically hurts when I look at sweet Ellcy who can't seem to relax even in her sleep. I can't imagine her pain and confusion. I just want to snuggle her in my arms and whisper in her ear to tell her I'm sorry, life isn't fair, and that she is my hero!
We met a 23 yr old girl today in the lobby of the hotel with hypo plastic left heart. What are the odds? They didn't do the same procedures then but she has done good and still has her own heart. She even ran on her cross country team in high school. She came in last every time but she finished...that's worthy of a blue ribbon if you ask me, maybe even more worthy.
I love you...no, I adore you and treasure you dear Ellcy, I will do everything in my power to help you through this and pray for all the things I'm unable to do. May you continue to have countless guardian angels with you every step of the way!
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