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Feelin' Pretty Good

So the past 2 weeks, I have had 2 appointments with Dr. Magee. I cannot emphasize what a different visit it is when you know your doctor is a Christian. Prior to Christmas, I had an appointment with Dr. Blackwell, my regular ob/gyn. He checks on both the baby and my well-being. When he checked her heartbeat, Tommy recorded it. Dr. Blackwell remarked, "That is a strong heartbeat. You'd never know there is anything wrong with that heart!" He also told us that the situation is in God's hands and we can't worry about it because all worrying does is take that day away and we get so few days. Isn't that awesome to hear from your doctor?

So back to our visit with Dr. Magee. He is the one who told us we needed hope, remember? Every time we go to that office we are on pins and needles as to which doctor we are going to see, but we have seen him the past few visits! It is pretty difficult to go in that office as it is, because you don't see a lot of happy faces leaving. Everyone is there because there is some kind of risk to their baby.

Dr. Magee only checks on the well-being of the baby. The first week's visit he did a preliminary measurement and noted that the next week would be the "big" measurement visit. He noted that Kaydence was weighing close to 1 1/2 pounds. That was music to my ears because I knew that was a normal weight. He didn't say her head was any better, but he checked for those calcifications again. He also pointed out that her muscle tone was good and that sometimes babies with viral infections have brain damage that causes them to just get too relaxed looking, but she didn't have that. He told us nothing had changed but she was growing and things looked good.

At Friday's visit, he measured Kaydence. We talked and he asked where we were from again. I said Centerville, and his face got this look. "You mean, the Centerville on I-45?" "Yes." "The Centerville in between Dallas and Houston?" "Yes, that's where we are from." Then he told us he felt guilty we were driving so far to see him, which I thought was funny. We again discussed that it didn't matter a whole lot, as we are an hour from any hospital that delivers babies or an ob/gyn. The we talked about how our area is kind of limited in health care. He said, "Hmmm. I could go there and open a roadside stand for peaches, cantalopue and sonograms!" That was truly hysterical. When he first really focused in on her profile view in the sonogram, she yawned really big and then looked like she might've been sucking her thumb or at least chewing on something. That yawn was huge to me. The cardiologist was concerned that her lungs might not be developing properly, but there she was breathing and yawning!  My amniotic fluid was good - signaling she is breathing and swallowing. Then he got serious as he looked at the measurements and said Kaydence may only still weigh about a pound and a half. That wasn't good. He re-measured and she was weighing almost 2 pounds, which was what she should be. Thank You Lord!

Kaydence may have some issues that we can't see, but I have faith that God is taking care of her and healing her tiny body.

Just a note that if you are in our area and need a church home, please join us at Centerville First United Methodist Church on Sunday mornings. We would love to have you.

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