Tuesday, February 4, 2014


What parent can describe the emotions of seeing your child in a hospital bed with tubes everywhere?  There is a tenderness that wells up inside you, years of memories that rush in threatening to engulf you,  an utter sense of helplessness at not being able to ¨make it all better¨ like you used to.  In this scene there is at once both fragility and courage and you are filled with awe at the inner strength of your child, of their will to live, of their beauty and determination.

You would take their place in a heartbeat.  Love is like that.

You would do anything to relieve their pain and suffering.  Love is like that, too.

We have barely seen our daughter since she went into surgery yesterday and we can hardly wait for her to wake up from her second surgery today and look into her hazel eyes, to whisper ¨Im right here,¨ to just be near her.  The Dr said she´s very strong and we agree that yes, her strength is gentle but stubbornly ever-present.

She´s gonna kick this thing...and we´ll be watching and cheering.

UPDATE:  Yesterday´s surgery was very successful in the Dr´s eyes.  They took out her stomach and found 3 other small tumors while they were in there (previously unknown) which they removed.  They did the localized chemo wash in her abdomen for an hour or so and then closed her back up.

Today she started bleeding and they had to give her blood to try and stabilize her and then take her to emergency surgery to find where that was coming from.  There was an artery which was bleeding and they closed that up.  She is stable again and sleeping.  Can´t wait to see her tonight!

Recovery will take about 6 weeks.  She will be in Intensive Care for several days and then be transferred to a regular room.  She will probably be 2 weeks in the hospital before coming home.

Please check The Updates section for daily information and prayer requests.  Thanks for standing with us!

Photo by: prevocdoc


  1. Though Satan should buffet, tho’ trials should come,
    Let this blest assurance control,
    That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
    And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

    My sin—O, the bliss of this glorious thought,
    My sin—not in part but the whole,
    Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more,
    Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

    And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
    The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
    The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend,
    “Even so”—it is well with my soul.

    Horatio Gates Spafford (1828-1888)

    We're praying like crazy for Jenna and all of your family!

    Love in Christ Jesus,
    Angela Leuice

  2. Praying for her throughout my day here in Atlanta still listening to Hector's song repeat as a gentle reminder to lift your daughter up.

  3. Praying for Jenna. God give her the strength she needs to fight this.