Update: The In Darkness Sing blog at JenniferSaake is experiencing prolonged technical issues, so I'm temporarily posting back here on my old Stroke of Grace blog.

Thirty-nine-year-old Jennifer Saake (founder, Hannah's Prayer Ministries), experienced 6 strokes via vertebral dissection at a chiropractic office, including brain stem and cerebellum bleeds, in Oct. 2011. Jenni remained hospitalized for nearly 2 months and was not expected to live (near death experience) nor recover, but if she even survived, she was slated to live out her days in a nursing home or, best case, to maybe come home but wheelchair-bound and needing 24-hour care. At 5 years, 7 months God showed how He was writing her story from the beginning.

Jennifer is currently writing more books and stays active on both Facebook and Pinterest. Stroke of Grace became In Darkness Sing in early 2018 and has moved, along with all five of Jennifer's active blogs, to one location at JenniferSaake.com. (Please see above temporary update note above!)

Monday, January 15, 2018

4 birthdays, 2 out of state trips, 2 surgeries, Christmas, New Years, intensive counseling, all within 6 weeks!

December 18, 2017 through January 25, 2018, have been (are still being) crazy at our house! Our daughter has had unrelenting (7 1/2 - 9, out of a 10-scale) pain, 24/7, with every single breath, for nearly a year (started early the morning of January 16, 2017). We've seen gobs of doctors, done tests, seen specialists, had an ER trip. She's spent 4-5 months on an oxygen tank, we've endured three misdiagnoses from local doctors, she had to drop out of traditional high school and take online classes,, and we've taken four out-of-state trips to a children's hospital 5-8 hours (depending on traffic and weather) away, over the past 3 1/2 months. We finally got a correct diagnosis (Slipping Rib Syndrome) over there in the fall, have attempted several local interventions including a deep nerve block under general anesthesia since, and were back in California in a surgery consult a few days before Christmas.

Our girl's baby birds.

Tomorrow will be a week since one of our after-infertility miracles, our 14-year-old, left parts of 4 ribs and a whole lot of pain on the operating table at Stanford Children's Health - Lucile Packard Children's Hospital Stanford. Thank you to her surgeon, entire HUGE and seriously amazing care team, and to Ronald McDonald House Charities (RMHC) for a restful place of healing before and after our hospital stay and a bed for my husband to use over our hospital nights.

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Her post-surgical pain is only HALF of how much pain she endured for an entire year prior to surgery, and they have been treating this level of pain with five different drugs. (In the past year, she has been allowed only over-the-counter basic medications that were pretty much useless.) She woke up from surgery in tears of JOY, "I can breathe!" She is still sore and tired. That long car ride home, stretched out over two days, Friday and Saturday, was hard on everyone. But she was feeling up to going to church last night and because she can fully expand her lungs again, I got to hear her project her beautiful singing voice for the first time in a year!

Our fireplace has not been rebuilt yet, in fact the contractor just gave us yet another reason for delay this weekend, but in update to my I Miss My House post, yes, we did have a newly installed floor before Christmas. Thank you for praying!

Today is my dad's first day back to work since my mom's knee replacement a week ago (mom is recovering well), Rick's first day back in office since our daughter's surgery, and our 6th grader's last day of winter vacation for school.

The floor, as it was going in! Yes, all the flood repairs have been going on at the same time as the rest of this craziness. Our insurance claim was dated February 1, 2017 and is still far from fully settled.

I'm a tired cookie. I'm still responding to medication alarms every two or three hours for our girl, around the clock. Tomorrow I start four solid days (6-8 hours per day) of intensive counseling that has been scheduled for months. My 2018 word-of-the-year is RELEASE. I'm praying for God to work mightily. Other than a few pre-scheduled picture posts I plan to set for my author page today, I don't anticipate being back online this week.

My parents, opening presents at our house on Christmas morning. :)

My dad turned 75 at Thanksgiving. Mom's 75th was a week before Christmas. Our first bring-home miracle graduated into legal adulthood a few days later (we got back from our surgery consult trip in time to take him out to birthday dinner). Next week includes a 12-year-old and a 15-year-old birthdays at our house. As well as getting our freshman back on track for all the schooling her ribs have derailed her from since August!

Another picture of our long-awaited new floor! Praise the Lord!

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