Co-worker Alena and I invited Salwa’s mother to come outside with us and she jumped at the chance. We sat together in the shade of a tree outside the hospital, where Salwa’s mother could finally relax and breathe a little.
This morning we received the message from the mother of Salwa that after her little daughter was doing so good yesterday, she became unwell during the night. It was discovered that Salwa’s little lung had collapsed, therefore she had a bronchoscopy today.
After this, Salwa and her lovely mother were taken back to the ICU. In the bronchoscopy, doctors saw there is fluid in the left side of the lung, so they removed it and said tomorrow they want to do another bronchoscopy, this one for cleansing. This is what one of the friendly nurses told me when I went to visit Salwa and her mother.
The whole staff here agrees with the fact that Salwa’s mother is a strong woman, which I could witness again today during my visit. At first she cried a little bit, but after a while and after I gave her a hug, she felt comforted and told me that everything is in God’s hands and I agreed with her.
Tomorrow they are doing another bronchoscopy for little Salwa, to wash her lung. Please continue to pray that after this up and down thus far, that this will be another up to stay, if it is in God’s will.
From my childhood I knew the parable of the prodigal son which Jesus tells in Luke 15. I think an exciting part of being a follower of Jesus is that the Lord brings different things home to you in different ways over time. As we visited Salwa today, the force of the words which the Father speaks over his returned son were imbued with new and deeper meaning as Salwa’s mother ushered co-worker Georgia and I in to her hospital room to see her baby awake and well: For this son of mine was dead and is alive again.
Please continue to pray for our sweet Salwa.
It was good to see Salwa’s mother again after the weekend. When I first saw her, she was sitting in the room where Salwa was, with the nurses moving the tubes of the ECMO machine, looking busy. The update was a real surprise; Salwa had been bleeding in her chest, and was not in a stable condition. But they were going to take her into the OR, to take her off the ECMO! Thank God for holding Salwa’s heart and giving her the strength to be in such a condition.
Salwa’s mother, myself and some of the other Kurdish families sat and waited for just over an hour and a half. During this time, Salwa’s mother had a video call with her husband. This was special, as she told me previously that he does not always have access to the internet, so they can’t reliably be in contact during these difficult times. She said that over the weekend, he had been able to speak on the phone to some of the doctors in Sheba, as he speaks Arabic. I think this helped the mother to share the load over the weekend. I saw Salwa’s sister during the video chat today. She is not too much older than Salwa and looks so similar to her.
Thank God for this excellent step forward today, and please continue to pray that He will watch over her and bring her healing.
Salwa’s mother, without a doubt in her mind, chose to come early to hospital with co-worker Alena and I this morning. Although she was able to rest at home, it was hard to be away from Salwa. This exemplary mother spent the day in the hospital with beautiful patience. When the day could have, and in some ways should have been all about her daughter or her grief and her worry, she was instead beautifully aware of the others around her. She conducted herself with dignity and a selfless attitude. Salwa is blessed to have her as a mother.
Salwa went into her arterial switch surgery this morning. Her mother has spent a couple of long days in the hospital this week and last, so she is no stranger to waiting. But these hours separated from her baby were a different entity. She bravely endured the five hour wait, crying a little occasionally and all the while unable to relax or take her mind off Salwa.
It was good to spend the time with Salwa and her mother, now they have completed their two weeks of arrival quarantine. In the hospital, she wanted to take some photos together, and it was a blessing to see her face as she lowered her mask for the photos. She is a really beautiful lady.
Three month old Salwa had quite an intense day at Sheba hospital today. The day included an echo, blood test, and an X-ray. First assessments are always important, but this was especially true for Salwa today because she is past the age that is optimal to repair d-TGA, her diagnosis. After viewing the echo, the cardiologist was hopeful that despite her age, it is possible she will need only one surgery instead of two. Her mother was obviously joyful at this news and said “Inshallah,” or God willing. Because this family has been in quarantine since arriving, this is the first extended period of time we’ve spent together and although there was a lot to do today for Salwa, her mother was wonderful through it all. Please pray for this precious girl.
Salwa is a three month old child from Kurdistan who arrived yesterday with two other Kurdish children and their chaperones through the Jordan river crossing. Jonathan brought them to the Jordan river crossing yesterday morning and I had the privilege to collect them there. Our Shevet vans were parked at the crossing, and waiting for us. Thank God there was enough space for all their bags and for all the people needing transport. We made our way to our Jaffa community home where these families will have to quarantine as have the other five Kurdish children and their chaperones; they have already been with us for about two weeks now. Although there is still a language barrier, we could manage to have a few humorous moments on our trip back to the house. It was pleasant to drive with them, and I can already tell that they are lovely families. If you meet them someday, you will immediately love them. Please keep little Salwa in your prayers. I thank the Lord for the strength he gave me yesterday when I needed it most. Everything went so well and easy. I was so thankful.