Yesterday about 10 people from our church showed up with a birthday cake for Sarah (12th), Amy (8th) and Mia (19th). We sang some hymns and ate cake. Amy sat with them, but was too nauseated to eat any cake.
Last night after our family devotions we told the kids that the neurosurgeon confirmed our fears that there wasn't really anything to be done at this point. We spend the next two hours crying and praying on the bed with Amy as a family. My heart goes out to any of you who has had to tell your small children that one of their parents is dying.
Amy doesn't want to be taken to a hospital, and since I have lots of help and I'm not trying to do anything else at the moment, we'll take care of her here at home. Last night she had her first seizures since the surgery. Her head is causing her severe pain despite the Oxycontin. If we were in the USA, she'd be in hospice care.
The current plan is that when she dies we'll have a quick funeral here (they tend to do them within 24 hours in Peru) and then we will go back to the USA as soon as we have all the proper paperwork done to have a memorial service at Christ Community Church and then return to Peru until Ben finishes his last year of highschool in December. Mia, Paul and I will return to Peru after Ben is settled in America.
Yes, we are pretty shocked, since 3 weeks ago, she was doing super. But we know God is in control.
