Worrying

Avery goes in to have surgery on Thursday. She is having ear tubes put in and her adnoids taken out. Doug and I have prayed about this and discussed it in length. We feel this is the right thing to do. She has lots of fluid around and behind her ear drums and it is affecting her hearing. She failed the hearing test at the Dr and at the Audiologist's office. I want her to hear like normal kids. We have given the fluid over 3 yrs to go away without us interfering. It isn't going away. She can't hear appropriately. This is the right thing to do.

Yet, I worry. I know this is a common procedure. I know nearly 100% of kids come out of the surgery successfully. I have given it to God so many times, but I pick it right back up. She will be put to sleep (deeper than normal for the adnoid procedure) and intubated. As her mommy, that scares me more than anything. When I think about it too hard, I start to tear up. I think horrible thoughts. She is my baby girl.
I know I am very lucky. Some mommies have to deal with fears far worse than mine, on an everday basis. For that, I am grateful. Avery is a healthy girl. She is strong.

She has questions about what is going to happen. It is so hard for me not to show my fear to her as I try to explain, in the best way possible, what is going to happen. She asks questions and I know the answers will upset her. I want to protect her from fear but I don't want her to blindly be put in a hospital bed without any clue as to what is going on. It's such a fine line.

I'm trusting the promise that God won't give me more than I can handle. I'm reciting this verse from Philipians 4:6 "Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. ⁷ Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus."

That is what I need. God's peace that exceeds anything I could understand.