Apparently we were a little spoiled by the epidural, and switching to pain meds was more than a little difficult. Ethan had a good melt down this morning --one quite deserved I supposed given that his leg is broken with metal pins inserted. After a lot of trial and error with the medication, he's doing much better this afternoon. He didn't attempt walking today, but might tackle the walker tomorrow. I'm taking the advice of a dear friend who has been through quite a journey herself: we are taking one day at a time. Thanks, Tanya, we love you and are still praying for you.
Lamentations 3:22-23 says, "It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness."
I don't know about you, but I'm so glad that after twenty-four hours one day ends so that another can begin anew. I need those "new mercies" and the One who is faithful. We are learning to deal with today and leave tomorrow for tomorrow. Pretty great command: Matthew 6:34 -"Take therefore no thought for the morrow, for the morrow shall take thought of the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof." In other words, tomorrow has enough troubles of its own. I cannot handle watching Ethan struggle six months with a fixator, and the Lord doesn't expect me, too. He will, however, equip me for today --and he did, even through the difficulties.