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Day Nine-Good News


Samara is really sweating at night and we called a nurse just to proof as they have been saying we aren’t putting air conditioner on or we  are covering her..weird because she doesn't sweat the other times. Samara wakes up about 3 a.m. but today she woke up at 5.30am. ate a banana played abit and slept…The doctor came and we mentioned and he said maybe her lungs are adjusting, We had the stitches removed and Samara cried and cried..the nurses threw us out of room and we could just hear baby girls screams. I went in later and for first time so her scar..not sure how to explain it. 

Well after a few minutes we were given that medicine for sedating her which never works immediately and after 15-20minutes she slept after a few songs she sang along to. The echo went well, we finally saw the four chambers, doctors were happy, sent us for ECG and Xray and all systems seem to say go. We are so grateful to God, again its been a journey and we pray that God walks with us all the way. Sam is still very sleepy and didn’t even eat well..think its after effects of the sedative. We have started looking for guest house coz doc said we maybe discharged Sunday and our flight is early Friday morning.Can't wait to be out of hospital..we have so much to be grateful for..we hear and see people outside ICU.their babies haven’t come out since surgery coz of fever etc..God thank you.

The highlight of the evening was a hot nice meal we ate at the restaurant at the retreat. It was so refreshing to eat chapiti with vegetable stew and hot tea with milk.

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