We had the ultrasound and with a little forewarning and the promise of donuts for breakfast it went quite smoothly. As soon as Abigail could see the screen the fussing stopped and she patiently waited till all the pictures of her belly were taken.
I know nothing more than that. The technician said nothing and only when I asked about the results did she acknowledge that I would be getting anything . . . on Monday. Aside from needing Abigail to lie on her side instead of her back while examining the left kidney, everything seemed to be in the right places and looked to be in working order.
God is good, though. He took my fear and left me calm and confident from the moment I woke Abigail. He is in control. He created her and He loves her more than I ever could. Sometimes I forget. Thank you all for your well-wishes and your prayers and your encouragement. I can't believe we are blessed with such good friends, nay, with such a great family. For isn't that what we are, children of the Father, brothers and sisters in the faith?