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Thank you so much for praying!  Little Levi does not have Sepsis, and he's finishing up on His UTI antibiotics.  He's also been off of the ventilator since Thursday afternoon! He is on those training wheels I mentioned (the vent connected to the bubble cPap), which is a step in the right direction. Levi has had a few "episodes," one that I witnessed and could barely hold back tears as the doctor had to manually pump air into his lungs. However, we are consistently told that this is common for a preemie his size, and he could still go back to the vent if he's tired after a several days, but we are hopeful and praying for the best. One night nurse told us that he had too many episodes for her liking, so she called the doctor Friday night. Doc said if he dropped his stats one more time he would have to go back on the vent. He didn't do it the rest of the night! He's already listening and doesn't want to have a tube stuck down his throat if he can help it!

While I miss my little man being with our family for this glorious holiday weekend, I trust God is rocking him to sleep, so I wanted to soak up some precious moments with our Si man. Since Matthew had Friday off of work, we decided to start Silas' 2nd birthday celebration a week early with his first trip to the zoo!

My favorite lines from worship at church this Easter morning that I will continue to resound-

"Because He lives, I can face tomorrow. Because he lives all fear is gone. Because I know He holds the future, and life is worth the living, just because He lives!"  

Amen!

~Praising Buster

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