I heard a friend recently say that Easter is like the Superbowl for Christians. Perfect comparison. Christmas is fun. Important. But Easter….Easter is the foundation of our faith. It’s what sets us apart from every other religion out there. And you can’t have Easter without…Good Friday.
All morning #TravsArmy has been approaching God’s throne, in unison, asking God for His grace, mercy, provision, and healing.
Isn’t that what Good Friday is all about on a much larger scale?
This morning I thanked God. I found comfort, not coincidence, that Travis’ surgery fell on Good Friday. 365 days in a year and his surgery landed on Good Friday. A day that represents God’s love, grace, provision, mercy…and healing.
As Carrie reported last night, Travis hates needles. He yells. Literally. As they insert an IV, Travis yells at the top of his lungs and typically draws a crowd of nurses and doctors to see what is going on.
Leave it to Travis to pull some giggles and smiles in the bleakest of moments.
This surgery day began with the poking and prodding you would expect before a major surgery. Unfortunately, for Travis, the epidural gave them trouble and they had to do it multiple times.
Carrie was not allowed in there for the epidural but I would be willing to bet a crowd was drawn.
Carrie was able to see him after the epidural, before being brought back for surgery. He was in good spirits and, as always, brought smiles to faces. He was brought back at 9:15 for surgery.
Around 11:00, Carrie got the call that he was doing well and they had about an hour of surgery left. The family headed back to the waiting room.
Less than an hour later the doctor came out and said that Travis did great. They were able to get both tumors they wanted without any issue and Travis would be headed to ICU soon.
When he woke up he was in severe pain but they were quick to give him what he needed to get him comfortable. Carrie was able to see him and said he was very groggy but good. As of 1:30 pm, he is resting comfortably.
The prayer now is that Travis will heal in record time from the surgery so they can get back to those babies. That no infection or complications set in. And, of course, that the surgeons got what they needed to create the cells to fight the cancer.
God knows how all this will turn out. He has Travis in His hands and has had this path in His hands all year. This year, He has given us two reasons to be grateful on this…