Friday, August 13, 2010

Photobooth Friday...and a walk down memory lane

Four years ago, we were enduring an exhausting week-long stay in the hospital with Carson.
The extreme heat, humidity and high levels of allergens had taken their toll on his little lungs.
(We now call those things atmospheric triggers.)
His asthma had flared up to extreme levels and began to form spots of pneumonia in his lungs.
With brilliant care from our amazing pediatrician, Dr. Coggi and the loving staff at Blank Children's Hospital, Carson slowly got back on the road to easy breathing.
We had one particular scary incident during our fourth night when every monitor, light, and bell went off in full blaring force.
The breathing treatments and chest therapy had indeed done their job on loosening the infection in Carson's lungs, but the loosening also created a sudden muscas plug in Carson's airways.  His pulseox went scary low and his little lips turned blue.  Every doctor and nurse on the floor rushed in to work on our little guy.  There was suctioning and beating and more breathing treatments to try and open up Carson.  Those things all relayed into a dangerous spike in Carson's heart rate.  One doctor told me we had two minutes to see improvement or they would be intubating Carson and and taking him to the PICU.
I prayed.  
Seriously prayed and begged God like I have never pleaded before for protection and health for our baby boy.  It's a horrible feeling to have to stand back and watch your lifeless child be worked on.
Thankfully, Carson's airways did began to clear and the oxygen returned to his little body.  

As I sat beside him, my heart rate still racing and tears begging to come, I knew I needed God's Word to speak to my heart.  
I opened my Bible and read Psalm 61...over and over and over...

O God, listen to my cry!
      Hear my prayer!
     From the ends of the earth,
      I cry to you for help
      when my heart is overwhelmed.
   Lead me to the towering rock of safety,
        for you are my safe refuge,
      a fortress where my enemies cannot reach me.
    Let me live forever in your sanctuary,
      safe beneath the shelter of your wings! 
For you have heard my vows, O God.
      You have given me an inheritance reserved for those who fear your name.
    Add many years to the life of the king!
      May his years span the generations!
    May he reign under God’s protection forever.
      May your unfailing love and faithfulness watch over him.
    Then I will sing praises to your name forever
      as I fulfill my vows each day.

Lead me to the towering rock of safety... I felt that safety from my Savior.  No matter what happened to our Carson, my Savior would be faithful.  He would still be loving.  He would be my towering rock of safety.
I know my journey this one night is nothing compared to the journey that many other moms have gone through or are currently going through with their babies.  But I do know that in that one night, I felt the presence and comfort of God like I'd never felt it before.  His peace, comfort, love, and strength allowed me to walk through that night.  God is faithful.  Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you. (James 4:8a)

McClain was visibly saddened while he was away from his brother.
For days after Carson's hospital stay, we would find McClain with a hand on his brother.
A true picture of Romans 12:10a  Love one another with brotherly affection.


Anonymous said...

AMEN sister!!!! Love you...and those little guys! Joy

Amanda said...

This blessed me like you wouldnt believe... and I am SO encouraged by your Faith in the King!

LOVE that last picture too...


Jenn said...

I can't believe they are getting close to 5 already! What adorable babies!

Sarah said...

oh my! what a great story of God's miraculous hand on your boy's life! Thank you for sharing!

H-Mama said...

Kleenex please? There is nothing like a mama's prayer. Nothing. Bless your heart... and his.

Anonymous said...

So thrilled to see how God has blessed and continues to bless your family. Keep trusting. What a privilege we have to serve Him! Titus keeps asking "Pray Cory. 'nother treatment." Exciting to see how even a small child can begin to learn of our great Father's love.