“Can I ask you a question, doc?” Something about the tone of her voice made me stop writing and look up. “We have a granddaughter on the way, and the ultrasound shows some kind of heart defect. Can you tell me more about it? Is she going to be OK?” The answer I had for her wasn’t good. One of the worst kinds of heart defects. Could go very badly, very quickly.
Time passed, and the baby came. She was blue, and sick. Months in the intensive care unit. Multiple surgeries. Nights that she shouldn’t have survived, at least according to medical wisdom.
Yet she did. For first steps and birthday parties and the terrible two’s (and three’s).
She is an amazing kid, coming from an amazing family of people who have dedicated their lives to serving abused and neglected kids. But there are still challenges ahead. More surgery. More time in the ICU. She needs your help. Because today, hope has a name. And her name is Haven.
I’m sending positive healing energy and thought’s, you will be just fine I can tell you are strong…..
She is a beautiful little angel! She looks very much like Tanya! I would love to keep informed of her progress and will promise to pray for her!
my thoughts and prayers r with Haven and her family.