Tuesday

This morning I woke up to two little faces, inches from my own, staring at me in the dark. Not ready to wake up (only having slept 7 of the past 48 hours) I asked them if they wanted to join me in bed and watch Diego on my phone. They both agreed but Kirsten wanted to go downstairs and find Rapunzel first. She turned to Audrey and asked so politely "Audrey come with Kirsten please so Kirsten no scared?" And then I kid you not they walk hand in hand downstairs to find Rapunzel. These two girls are so sweet and I am so blessed to be their mother.
Kirk is still in the hospital at Paris. The missionaries did find him Monday and were able to give him a blessing. He was so glad to see someone who spoke English (they were both from US). They were helpful and went and bought him a electrical adapter so he could use his laptop. The missionaries were impressed that he was able to track them down, to which he replied that it was all his wife. But credit really goes to a kind bishop and a helpful mission president. It really is great to be a member of the church!
Kirk woke up this morning and showered and got dressed in normal clothes so that when the doctor came in he could see Kirk was ready to go home. But the doctor said that he had to stay until tomorrow. Apparently his appendix did actually rupture so they needed to keep him at least 3 days so they can test his blood and make sure all the toxins and poisons are out of his body. Again we are so blessed he is ok and was able to make it to the hospital before he took a turn for the worst.
So he spent another day in the French hospital. He really feels great, he is walking around and is even off his pain medication. His only complaint (besides boredom) is the food, because he is not given anything but a biscuit for breakfast and then porridge for lunch and dinner. He said the food is really awful and he is starving! Although a few people in the hospital speak English, it is still hard for Kirk to communicate with his nurses and doctors because the English is very broken. So he sits alone all day and night without anyone to talk to and nothing to do since he finished the work he had and doesn't have access to wifi. There is no phone in his room, only one phone for the surgery ward. So it is incredibly hard to get ahold of him because often it is in use by other patients or staff. I have only been able to talk to him 3 of the 8 times I have called. We are blessed to be able to communicate at all, but it is so hard for me to know he is sitting there all alone doing nothing and I can't call, text, or email him.
We are incredibly grateful for all of the prayers offered in our behalf. We appreciate all the kind words and phone calls from our family and friends. We are so very blessed. If he passes the blood test in the morning the hospital should release him and hopefully he will be able to catch a flight home. And then, finally finally finally he will be home and I can see to it that he is well taken care of, fed anything but porridge, and is never lonely or bored. This will make a fantastic story to tell someday but I am anxious for it to all be over and him home. It is difficult to have to him so far away. Hopefully we have good news tomorrow, until then...