Part 7: Friday
Friday. Sten called me in the morning to see if I was up for a little visitor. Of course. I was longing to see her so bad! I don’t recall what time they arrived, but it just so happened that some of my dearest friends who have been an amazing support to me were there, too. Nini had stopped to offer encouragement and Sherry brought me a nice book about friends.
When Sten arrived with Freh, she was so tickled to see other ladies there! She took her socks and shoes off and climbed into the bed with me. I remember her touching one of my IVs and asking if I had “brokened” my arm. She sat with her little bum right next to mine and her legs stretched out along the bed, skinny ankles, bare feet wiggling back and forth. Sherry played “this little piggy” with her and she giggled. The nurse brought her some juice and she ate some graham crackers that were on my table. She held the straw so carefully in her long skinny fingers and was so careful not to spill anything on my bed. The nurses were so enamored with her, stating several times just how beautiful she was and what a light she had in her eyes.
I hugged Freh tight when she left with Sten and told her I would see her tomorrow. The picture etched in my memory is of her, in Sten’s arms, standing in the doorway to my hospital room. She waved, blew me a kiss, then rested her head on Sten’s shoulder and off they went. The last kiss. The final wave good-bye. I blink and she is there, just under my eyelids. Just like she was that last day. Uneven ponytails. Graham crackers and juice in her belly. But, she’s not.
After everyone left, my nurse came back in and sat down next to my bed. She wanted to know all about Frehiwot and her adoption and what it meant to me to have such a beautiful gift. I shared with her all of the redemption and glory to God for having such an amazing child. She cried when I spoke to her about Freh. She said she wanted to adopt but didn’t think her husband would agree. We prayed about it, right then and there.
She left the room and a little while later the charge nurse came in to change my IV bag and she said that my nurse had shared my testimony of adoption with her. She, too wanted to learn more. She said that she felt a deep connection with me and that Freh was so blessed to have us. I reminded her that we were the lucky ones.