We waited and waited and...

waited for nothing to happen today. No call came to us so by 3:00 I placed a call and left a message. When they got back to me they said her lab work was stable and that we could go. "What about her central line?"

"Oh, she has a line?" they said. I have to be honest and tell you that this statement made me laugh out loud.

"Um, Yeah, and they want it pulled before I leave if we don't need to use it for replacements any more."

"OK, I'll have to call you back."

Around 5:00 the call came and they said they couldn't find anyone to pull the line, but that it definitely had to come out before we left for home. They will call me in the morning and give me a tentative time to have it pulled out. So we are on hold, but have been given the approval to leave for home. If the wrong line hadn't been put in and if it wasn't too large for her then I would travel home and have our local doctor remove it, but since it has been a little controversial then I really do think it best to have it removed here. Because of all of this we will be spending another night in Omaha.

Although I am disappointed about losing today, I think it has worked out for the best. Ashley is feeling better today, but I am not doing as well. The world has been spinning around me for a couple of days now and my equilibrium and my balance are all off. I'm not sure what is going on in my head. Perhaps the stress has finally worn me down. I know I desperately need to be adjusted so getting home to where Dave can work on me consistently will help tremendously. Dave also decided to fly his mom out here to help me drive since I can't seem to walk a straight line today. She will arrive around 11:30 tonight. I think this is a good idea. I'm not sure I could make the drive home in circles. I would keep ending up right back where I started. So another night in Omaha was probably in His plan all along. It will be ok.

Perhaps sometime in the wee morning hours of Wednesday we will arrive in the driveway of our little yellow house. I can't believe we are actually moving home. When I think about all He brought her through this time and how dangerously close we came to disaster I am amazed. God holds our little pickle's life in His hands and no one can remove her from her Father's hand. I love knowing that. Things have turned out ok for us this time, but I know several other families who will remain in Omaha through the holidays as their battle continues. My heart hurts for all who walk this path because it is anything but easy. Our harder days have made us so aware of the joy to be found in everyday. Our harder days have made us stronger, and our harder days have made us love others deeper. I am grateful to have been given this day with Ashley Kate. Thank you for praying us home for the holidays. We are almost there. Take care guys. Trish