Breaking Free

It is a Sunny Fabulous Fantastic Tuesday and we are packing up to go home!!! Breaking free a day early!

~ We love Dr. M ~

Five weeks ~ three surgeries ~ two trips to ICU ~ three stays in Imcu ~ 10 units of blood ~ five units of Plasma ~ hundreds of nurses ~ dozens fo doctors ~ antibiotics, pain killers, steriods ~ MRI – Cat Scans ~ Picc lines ~ TPN ~ AND buckets of ice chips: $????

Answer to thousands of prayers: PRICELESS
.•*¨`*•..Our God is an Awesome GOD .•*¨`*•.

“You, God, are awesome in your sanctuary; the God of Israel gives power and strength to his people. Praise be to God!”Psalm 68:35

An Awesome Father

The Midnight Report, Sunday June 16th, 2013. A pretty good weekend all in all.

Slowly removing IV medications as Josh is eating a little more. Thus far it seems PBJ’s are the food of choice, but hey whatever works. Dr Menan says it takes a while to release old food phobias. Taken several successful walks around the ward. Saturday and Sunday. The incision is looking better, the fever is down as is the WBC.

I was able to get to the office on Saturday and pay the past due taxes and straighten out the payroll situation. Much love to friend who chauffeured me again.

BFF brought homemade peanut butter cookies. Along with PBJ’s, a favorite at the moment.

Chris spent the weekend with Josh; talk about an awesome father. He has been the rock of strength on which we have all been leaning on. During this entire ordeal Chris in addition to spending hours with us here and keeping up with work at SubTerra, he has driven around town feeding Josh’s fish, checking in at his office, picking up mail, even trepidatiously going to the data center to restart or service servers.

On this Father’s Day he came in with coffee and said the cafeteria lady told him his coffee was free if he had a picture of his son. He broke down in tears when he told me he showed her the one of him walking in the hall yesterday. Nothing says I love you from your Father like emptying the urinal and holding you up as you walk.

Latest projections are that “maybe” if all progresses as planned, Josh could be released on Wednesday!! That’s my hope and prayer and from then on he improves by leaps and bounds each day.

Hope all you fathers out there had the opportunity to receive and give some love from your kids today. Hold them close and cherish each moment because as I posted on April 16, this quote from Lee Cowan a CBS reporter, “But they do remind us we don’t get to set life’s clock. While we may think we’ll have a tomorrow to say all the things we want to say, or should have said, what this week proved is that sometimes, that tomorrow doesn’t come — and the things left unsaid could end up one of our greatest regrets. “
Little did I know then the challenge that was to lie ahead in just a few short weeks. Thank you all for all your love, support and prayers. I cherish each and every visit, phone call, card and texts and encouraging word I/we have received. ❤

My Mind’s Wanderings

For the past few days sitting quietly contemplating the events of the past two weeks, I have tried fitting the pieces into place. Where the huge decision that was faced two weeks ago was to commit to the Remicade treatment. How insignificant that decision seems now. Only three days later my son was facing major surgery and a few days after that a second surgery and then third surgery to control bleeding – to the point his life was in the balance.

When the bleeding started again three days later he again was rushed to ICU. There nurse Steve was methodically checking drains, monitoring his heart rate, drawing blood. Inside I was panicking, remembering Friday evening, wondering why they weren’t starting the transfusions because Friday it had taken so long to get the blood it seemed life was ticking away.

I, trying to remain calm, said to Steve, “you know from this side it looks like nothing is happening.”

He reassured me. He said that they had the blood type on hand, that if he needed they could get it within minutes, that they want to check the hematocrit levels, monitoring the rate of output on the drains, access whether the bleeding was slowing — do things carefully and in timely manner. Make sure every decision is based on the least risk to my son’s health. In the end, they did give him more plasma and blood; and with that the bleeding stopped.

So I’m here thinking about all of these things and I hear my words to Steve; “From this side it looks like nothing is happening.”

I think sometimes I do the same thing with God. I pray about situations, the future, what God’s plans are for my life and sometimes from this side it appears nothing’s is happening; but I understand that even though it appears that nothing is happening, God is in control. He knows all the details of our lives. He knows all the pieces that must fit together perfectly. He knows when we need life sustaining blood and when more extreme intervention is needed. He also knows when we just need to wait as he watches our vitals, checks where we are losing strength and then he refills us.