This morning, I was helping the two older kids with breakfast downstairs at the Flames House when a nurse brought Rachel to me in the beginning stages of a heart spell. We gave her two doses of morphine. This time it really seemed as if she was fighting the spell. Her eyes would roll all the way up and she would go still, and then suddenly her body jerked and her eyes straightened to look at us again. It wasn't as bad as some others have been but still, it was very hard to watch (and hear) her struggling to breathe again. So hard.
Dave reminded me that it has been 6 weeks (to the day) since her last spell. We had an inkling yesterday that something was coming because she slept almost the whole day - and when I asked the nurses in the morning if she had slept at night and heard 'yes, she slept so well!!' - I had that feeling too that something wasn't right.
We moved home after lunch as planned. Rachel is doing ok - pretty lethargic, and she is having some trouble feeding even though she seems hungry - but her color is good. The last six weeks have been a wonderful, happy stretch of time for her. We are so thankful for it. And now the reality is setting in again.. Thank-you so much for your prayers.