Last Tuesday our phone rang very early in the morning. It was our beautiful daughter, and she was crying. She said her stomach had been hurting for about an hour.
We threw our clothes on and began the two hour drive to where she attends college.
Thankfully my cousin and his wife live in the same town where Alex goes to college. Alex tutors their oldest son, and babysits for them. My cousin's wife is an ER doctor.
She went WAAYYY above and beyond and picked up Alex from her dorm and took her to the emergency room. By the time we got there they had already put in an IV, drawn some blood and were waiting on test results.
Very long story short, they determined it was her appendix, and Alex had surgery about 1:30 Tuesday afternoon. Her appendix had not ruptured (Praise the Lord) so they were able to do the surgery laparoscopically, so she just has three tiny incisions.
Amazingly, by 4:30 p.m. we left the hospital, and, after a quick trip to her dorm room to pick up some clothing and homework we were on the road home by 5:00 p.m. We walked into our house at 7:00 p.m. that same day.
Alex spent the rest of the week, and weekend, recovering at home and yesterday afternoon I drove her back to school. While I hate that she had to have surgery, we sure enjoyed having her home for an extended stay.
She is feeling great. She still has a little soreness, and I'm sure she will be tired by the time she is finished with her four classes today. But she definitely has the worst behind her.
We are thankful for so many things. Thankful that her appendix hadn't ruptured. Thankful for no infection. Thankful for my cousin's wife and all of the other doctors and nurses who took such great care of Alex. And we are praying for complete healing, in Jesus name.
We do not understand why Alex had to go through this, but we trust that nothing surprises our God. And we know that He works all things together for our good.