No Phone call from the doc...meaning we're on for 2 pm.
Last night was a tough one for Zoe. She was very blue and fidgety. Just couldn't get comfortable. She didn't sleep much. This morning we gave her oxygen and we're trying to get her to relax.
We need this surgery. I feel different today. It's time for this. And we go in, we go in blessed, with all of you praying. We go in confident, with all of your hearts thinking of Zoe.
Whom then shall I fear?