Good afternoon warriors,
Dan stayed over with Isaac last night and Isaac got some good sleep. Gabe, Micah and I headed over around 6:00 and Isaac was still sleeping when we got there.
Isaac was such a brave boy this morning. He was nervous about surgery but went in with his game face on. His brother Gabe sent him text meme’s (which are funny picture clips) which kept his mind off of things in pre op prep. I was able to go back with him into the OR while they put him to sleep. He giggled at the images and then quickly fell asleep.
Dan gave him a great pep talk which helped calm his nerves and Gabe was a great support.
Everything began around 7:30. We will receive calls every two hours or so from his nurse. The actual surgery began around 9:00 after they had intubated him and placed a picc line.
Surgery days are hard. There is a range of emotions. You don't want your child to go through surgery, and you wish you could take his place. Now that he is older and I can see the fear in his eyes, breaks my heart. He understands what is happening and that is hard. But on the other hand, we have great hope for the outcome that this surgery will bring. We know with this change for him, his life can be easier. It's all a part of his birth defect; making decisions about his medical health to help him have the best quality of life and make things work for him.
Surgery does not define him, nor us as his parents, but it does impact it.
I was sitting thinking about this journey . An ocean wave comes to mind. I feel like God is the ocean, controlling the tide as it rolls in and out. Its fluid and changing and we can not control it. But, we are all given a boat to steer on our journey in the ocean. No boat is the same, no ride is the same. We are given the keys to our children's boats until they are fully ready to drive their own boat. We still aren't in control, but we can use the knowledge in our minds and love in our hearts to be our compasses. The boats we are on ebb and flow as the tide rolls in and out. Sometimes we need extra oars to get through the rough tides.
I had to hand over my steering today to Dr. Gearhart. I want to be in control and know exactly what is going on, but we all know that just is not possible. I have to hand him over and trust that Dr. G and his team will ride this big wave and control the boat so that Isaac can eventually take over the wheel with more ease.
And, I also need to hand out oars. And that is where you all come in. All you prayer warriors. All of you out there thinking of Isaac. Each time you pray, or hope or send a wish for Isaac, you are taking a oar and helping push his boat along. You are riding this tide with him. All because of love.
This surgery is all a part of his life, a tide in his journey. Thank you for filling his boat with love.