On Hold

The master's stump still has not healed to the point where he can be fitted for a prostheses--and instead of weeks behind schedule, it looks as though we might be months away. There is one small spot at the side of his stump that will not stop bleeding, and until it does, we are stuck. We have days of discouragement and frustration, but things are becoming more bearable. I definitely don't have any less to do, so it must be everyone's prayers. I'm getting used to the pace and sleeplessness, but I wouldn't say I'm a particularly fun person to be around at present. And just let me find out that you are praying for patience for me!!! I will hunt you down. I don't want patience, I want a prostheses.
We've spoken with our agency and told them to not show our book to any birthmothers until they get the go ahead from us. At this point, I wouldn't even be able to take time out of my week to drive to Houston and pick up a newborn, much less parent one! Though perhaps my current level of sleep deprivation is the Lord's way of preparing me for night time feedings?

Accentuate the Positive

I think the Negative Nelly post has been up on top of my blog for long enough. On to better and brighter things. Like how breathtakingly beautiful my children are!

Setbacks and Breakdowns

The master has had some setbacks in healing, but he had a doctor's appointment today that has hopefully rectified the problem. Within a week he should be able to put on the "shrinker" as they call it in the prosthetic world. Something like an industrial strength pantyhose. He still is experiencing a lot of pain and the meds do not seem to help much. Plus, he doesn't like taking them.
Some of you have asked how I am holding up. Not good. I wish I could say otherwise, but honestly, I've never worked harder or put in longer days in my life. Including the two semesters in college when I held two work/study jobs, took 17 hours, and worked the night shift at a motel.
I think I've found my limit. I've wondered how much I could pull off. Well, I've arrived. Officially pulled into the Too Much station. Running a home, a daycare, and a vending machine business is TOO MUCH. Please pray that the master heals quickly from this point on. This is so horribly selfish, but I need him back on his foot. :0)