Surgery did not happen today. We found out at 2:30. We're feeling pretty much exhausted - mentally and emotionally.
As soon as they told us, they got Nate a sandwich, milk and juice which he devoured. He perked right up after that. That's one of the hardest things. This is the third day this week we've had to wake him by 6:30am and not give him anything till mid afternoon. It's breaking my heart.
New surgery time is Monday morning. This is hard. I can't write much else right now. We've done enough tough stuff, it seems, and I'm ready to come home! Thanks for your prayers, they are sustaining us right now.