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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Day 44--May 23,2009


Yet another wonderfully dull day! Katie has come so far in the past week. Today she has remained alert and active most of the day, albeit a bit clingy. She has really learned what to do with a bottle, and we are very certain that we will never need to insert a naso-gastric tube into her ever again. She has already greatly exceeded the minimum intake that we were told was so important. The smallest amount that Katie has eaten today has been 64ccs. She has finished off three bottles with over 80ccs since this morning!

I told you these updates would get boring. Papa John and I spent most of the day trying to put the last “window dressings” on the WWII jeep that I picked up in December. My intentions were to have it completely finished and up and running for the Coats Museum WWII exhibit grand opening tomorrow (May 24th 2-5pm). Ideally I had planned to be able to give rides on a real WWII veteran, alas; Katie’s story put this project behind by about six weeks. So for the display tomorrow it will just have to look as good as we can get it in the short amount of time we had today. Driving it is WAY out of the question.

My sister-in-law Denise, came to visit today bearing a hearty pot of chicken-pastry (those of you who are so unfortunate to live in an area where such cuisine does not exist, are sorely deprived. Also I am not talking about dumplings either). Denise is also recovering for rather extensive surgery, but has made a remarkable recovery as well.

I often said jokingly while Katie was still at Duke, that if Michael could just get into that ICN and TCN he could really show Katie how to eat. Let me tell you that today he did put away some of Denise’s pastry. At one point, as I was taking a break from partaking of some myself, I noticed that he had spoon and fork in his mouth at the same time. He had one in each hand, and was making quick work of this southern delicacy. Katie must have been watching, because she soon after polished of her largest volume of milk yet; 85ccs!

Beth and I are really excited about being able to attend Sunday services again tomorrow morning! Nanna Joan is going to come and keep Katie for us to be able to go. We are looking forward to seeing our Church Family again. I wish we could take baby girl with us, but the threat of sickness is too great.

Gathering with people of like faith is important. When we call our church family, “family,” that is exactly how we feel. Just like being in a blood bound family, we may not always see eye to eye, but we love one another. Our church families are also bound by “blood,” the blood of Christ. We are the body of Christ. We do no always share the same perspective, but we all share the same purpose, to function as one body serving our God.

In his first letter to the Church at Corinth, the Apostle Paul described the family of God as a “body.” Chapter 12 verses 12-14 read; “12 For as the body is one, and hath many members, and all the members of that one body, being many, are one body: so also is Christ. 13 For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body, whether we be Jews or Gentiles, whether we be bond or free; and have been all made to drink into one Spirit. 14 For the body is not one member, but many”

In the end of this section of his letter Paul also states in verse 26 “And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honored, all the members rejoice with it.”

Just as Beth and I felt whole when we brought Katie home to be with us and Michael, so shall we feel whole when we can rejoin the “body” of Christ tomorrow at church. We could only be happier when we can bring our little angel to meet the rest of her “family.” Just as Paul wrote, I know that our natural family and our church family has suffered and rejoiced right along with Beth and I in the ICN and TCN. If you do not belong to such a “body,” then you are missing out!

There shall be a family reunion at Lee’s Grove tomorrow!

God bless you all!

Andy and Beth

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