Thank you! (Lil Cherub's Update)

It is SO wonderful to have praying friends- some that I haven't even met! Thank you so much for your prayers and encouragment concerning my littlest's dental "surgery". I appreciated them more than you know...and my husband and I could feel the prayers working from the first moment!

Although to some it might not seem like a huge deal, having to be put under for dental work, to me it seemed- well- somewhat daunting.
There's just something about your own little helpless child that makes you all the more nervous.

The answer to prayers started when my little girl got up this morning, happy as a lark and not worried at all about getting to go to sleep at the dentist's. She hates going normally, but today she was thrilled that her big day had arrived- and happy to be sleeping through it all!

One of my friends graciously offered to let my oldest go over and home school with her children and my husband met me at the dental office.

The anesthesiest specializes in working with children, and is a young family man, himself. A very nice guy...however, his way of starting the "sleepy medicine" is three-fold...starting with a shot! And I guess he's use to children not being happy when presented with a large needle... so he basically jabbed her before she even saw it coming...which to my mind, may not have been the best strategy in Cherub's case. She likes to be warned, so this probably quickly diminished the trust factor just a bit.
But she barely had time to loudly object...that medicine was powerful.

The bad news was that it turned out that just about all her teeth were either cavities or beginnings of cavities. We knew it was rampant, but this was even worse than we thought...so to clean them all up and fill them took a lot longer than we were originally told.

(Basically, what that means to us, is that even though we were already being careful about sugar before, and brushed up to four times a day...now we have to be even more militant.)

Someone came back and told us this cavity news and how it would be a longer wait, and they were great about keeping us updated in that all was going well. But all in all, she was in there- out cold- for about three and a half hours!

When finally they brought us in to hold her, she was still fast asleep. It seemed to take forever for her to gradually wake...and when she finally did, she slurred her words when she tried to speak...barely peeking through the puffy slits of her eyes.
Her head would wobble backwards if we didn't support it- just like a newborn baby.
She told us she wanted to try and walk...so hubby held her hands as if she were a one year old again, and she moved her feet slowly- not yet able to even carry herself.

We were assured all of this was normal. But I have to say- it did seem to resemble, in a very disconcerning way, a child with birth defects or brain injury. It was very strange and disturbing to see her this way...but underneath all of my concern was the gratitude that she would be normal and whole again.

Hopefully, I won't be as proned to take that for granted quite as much from now on.

The money issue in all of this? Well, let's just say that we nearly fell onto the waiting room floor when we saw the bill. We're still not sure what all our insurance will cover at this point, but we're confident God will take care of us and that all of this will work out.

But despite that, we are feeling grateful. Lil Cherub is up and walking around this afternoon...still a little wobbly, but feeling better every hour.

So thank you again for your prayers! It is an amazing thing to feel the support and prayers on your behalf...
whether it's a small matter, large problem- or something in-between.