Tonight I am thanking our Lord and Savior that he has kept Ned stable this weekend in preparation for his next surgery (aorta coarctation repair) this coming week. Betsy was able to go home Saturday afternoon to spend some much needed, much appreciated time with Jacker and Margaret, and hopefully get some rest of her own. She was happy to report to me that Jack ran around all weekend with his full UNC football uniform on shouting "Now I'm a reall Tarheel". I sure have some ground to make up with him! Betsy will return to Chapel Hill Monday morning. Normally, Betsy would make absolutely sure she was confident in leaving me with the kiddos if she ever went out of town or anything, but she seemed to be alright with fact that Ned and I wouldn't be getting into much mischief in her absence.
The doctors and nurses are saying they are going to try and start weining him off the jet vent tomorrow morning, so we'll see how that goes. At this time, we are praying that the transition to the regular vent will go smoothly, and that God will have his mighty hand on Ned, the doctors and nurses, and us while they prepare to fix Ned's aorta this coming week. It has been a rocky week, but God has blessed us with a smooth weekend. Ned is still swollen, but it seems to be subsiding some. He has been taking in much more fluids that he has been urinating out since last Thursday (hence the swelling), but this morning, he started urinating out much more than he was taking in, so hopefully, he will continue to loose some of that excess fluid in his tissue.
Overall, the weekend has been pretty uneventful (thank you Lord), except for Ned's many visitors. Aunt Kim Beam and Tammy Hefner showed up around lunch, as did Nana and Paw-paw Bill (Travis's parents), and got to see our little bundle of joy. Later this afternoon, Uncle Mark and Aunt Dawn Beam also came up. Visiting with all these wonderful people sure did make our weekend while we were both missing Betsy.
Anyway, it's late and I'm going to bed. Please keep Ned in your prayers, as well as Betsy as she travels back up to Chapel Hill on Monday morning. Again, thank you all for all you do. The cards, visits, and most of all prayers mean the world to us.