This time last year we were scrambling to get home from Michigan. Connie and I were in Detroit's airport and perfect strangers were helping me to usE the gravity bags to tube feed him. Security personnel were so kind as they patted him down since he couldn't go through the metal detectors with his new pacemaker. Flight attendants and fellow passengers listened to his story and promised to pray for him.
It's hard to believe it. It feels like sooooo long ago and yet, the memories are so vivid. Pumping in the bathroom at the airport while I tried to keep his car seat moving and giving him stimulation at all times, him throwing up five minutes before we were to board and needing a complete change.
We're so grateful to everyone who has come along on this journey with us. Your prayers and support have been so needed and answered. May God bless you all. Our boy is doing phenomenally well. This has been such an uncertain year and while nothing is absolutely certain, we feel such a sense of peace about Connie's health and life and we have seen the hand of God so vividly in his story.
October 5, 2007 was the real beginning to a long road to recovery for Connie. May October 5, 2008 mark for him the beginning of "just being a kid" for him. The hard work and therapies are just about complete and hopefully it will be a time for just living and enjoying life!!
We go tomorrow for flu shots, a follow up with the pediatrician for their colds and our big trip to the cardiologist for all the testing to see what's really going on in terms of his heart. Please pray that we get good news tomorrow and no discussion of "severe" or "surgery" or "failure" comes up. No matter how great a child looks, I don't think heart parents ever really know what will be said and that fear is always there that we'll be told it's time for some sort of intervention. We have to keep letting it go and putting it in God's hands. We know His plan is best.