What a long day. Ivor was in surgery for over six hours. He went to recovery and his vitals told them his pain was creeping out of control. They taught us today that surgery pain is never 100 percent controlled. They got it managed and let us go back to see him. He looked better than I expected. The nurse was also surprised at how good he looked after what he had been through. (Prayer works). Perhaps the hardest thing to see was the thick thread strung through his tongue and taped to his cheek to keep it from blocking his airway.
Thank the heavens above for Jillian and her blessing, Haddie who helped out so much today, kept us distracted and brought us goodies. I feel so in awe of the love and support of friends and family, near and far. You just really don't know how comforting it is to have people praying and texting and face booking their well wishes, till you are in these shoes.
One of the nurses praised us for taking these boys on. She was very sweet, and genuine. I felt the need to tell her, it is we who have been blessed. The Lord has carried us through it. Jesus loves on us through others, and we felt it today. Ivor is fighting this fight and I feel so grateful he is not in it alone, in some orphanage in China, with no last name.
I'm going to get some rest...but thanks again for supporting and praying for us.
Misty and gang