We have arrived in Boston! And for the first day in a long time Liza has had a really good day. It’s freezing cold up her, but that hasn’t stopped her from being her spunky self (for most of the day). Getting the day started was a bit rough. We met with Pre-Op at Boston Children’s to have a few tests run in preparation for Monday morning. Liza was feisty, very expressive in her discontentment in being here. She rallied though towards the end when she learned it would earn her a new Barbie doll after she had her bloodwork done. Thank goodness for the magic of child life specialists at Children’s. Works every time!
The visit would not have been complete with a little God Wink. In His usual fashion, God showed up just as we were making our way out of the hospital to take on the windy cold. We situated ourselves close to the exit, attempting to bundle up and decide who was braving the bitter chill walking back to our new home-away-from-home and who was hitching a ride. It was then a young teenager appeared, clearly going home after a recent brain surgery herself. Her scar was new and her sweet parents looked tired and ready to have their hospital stay behind them. They were forever gracious though, sharing their daughter’s story with us and encouraging us and Liza, assuring her she was with the best doctor’s in the world and she is going to do great on Monday.
God new this mama and I needed to cross paths, if for no other reason than for me to see her daughter smiling and going home. But it got better. Turns out the surgeons that did this sweet girls surgery is the same team that will be part of Liza’s surgeries in the coming week and months to come. For the first time in weeks I felt the elephant step off my chest. It was as if God spoke loudly and said, “See — I got this. And I’m going to show you, not just tell you.”
We are beyond blessed to have been able to find the doctor’s we have here at Boston Children’s, and to be in the most capable hands of a loving and gracious God, who has carried us to today, and is not letting go any time soon. And while the next few days we hope to have some fun here in the freezing cold and forget about the real reason we are in town, the harsh reality is that this is a hard weekend for us to be away from home, our friends, our family, and the comforts of our own beds. Monday will be here before we know it, and not long after we too hope to find ourselves greeting a newly arrived family to Boston, just as the sweet family did with us today, assuring them they are in the hands of the best doctors in the world, and the best physician of them all — our God.
