Elvie made it through surgery beautifully. There were no complications, and the surgeons said some things were easier than they anticipated. She went in at 7:30am and arrived in the PICU at 4pm to begin her recovery. That's quite a day for one small baby. She is in some pain now, but they gave her a new pain med that seems to be better than plain old morphine, and she is sleeping for the moment. It's so much better than it was, when she was crying like someone had offended her. Why would we do this to her? Is she not still the very best baby, our favorite one? It's the most pitiful thing you've ever heard, and the worst of it is that she has so many lines and drains and such that I can't pick her up. I am hoping that the ones that are getting in our way won't be necessary for very long. I'd like to hold my baby.
Thank you all for all your thoughts and prayers today. Please keep at it; Elvie still has a long road ahead of her, and we could use all the help we can get. You all really have been the best today, and we are bowled over by how much support you have given us. Thank you, thank you, thank you.