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Two hours in -

Ivey has been back in the operating room for about an hour.  The pacu nurse has called and said Ivey went under just fine and that the neurosurgeon has completed his portion of the surgery. 

The nurse will call every hour and keep us updated. 

That girl of ours is a trouper.  More strength in her little finger than in Matt and I combined - guess somewhere in there she got the best of both of us.  Plus the touch of angel's wings.

Well.....change that....Dr. Reisner just left the room.  He has finished his portion of the surgery and cranial facial is working on her now.  Things are going very well.  She did get the blood transfusion at the beginning of the surgery.  one down - one to go - i'll update you soon.
Gwen

Comments

Amy said…
Praying for Ivey and you!
Anonymous said…
Thinking of all of you today.
The Hummers
Anonymous said…
Praying for all of you - especially Ivey - today! Sending you lots of LOVE and HUGS from Ohio!! Thanks for the update. Hang in there :)
Love, Jill - Ella and Chase :) :)
Sheila said…
Just want you to know I'm there with you in my thoughts and prayers. She is one tough cookie! Hugs!
Paula said…
Praying for Miss Ivey!
Anonymous said…
praying for your baby girl and for your family today.
Jennifer in FL
Heather said…
Sending you and your little fighter girl love and prayers.
Karen Owens said…
praying so hard for sweet Ivey!
tekeal said…
sending much love and light...

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