From a Mountain to a Molehill!

Boy did I make a big deal out of nothing!  Yesterday was Cade's CT Scan to see if he is a candidate (structurally) for a Cochlear Implant.  They told me he was going to have to be sedated but staying in the hospital overnight would not be necessary.  The sedation part I was not much a fan of, but then I heard the words "possible intubation" and my mama mind went to FREAK OUT!  Okay, so I didn't actually freak out, but I admit... I was dreading it.  I didn't want my baby to hurt or be in pain or have a sore throat or any of the above!  Plus, having been in the medical field I understand the possible complications of an intubation.  These are complications that with any one else you just right off as Never Gonna Happen, but for some reason when it is YOUR baby they are talking about (or even husband for that matter) you mind automatically goes to the worst possible case scenario!  DUMB!


So I was told he could not eat after 9am.  So, at 8:15 I nursed him for like 30 minutes and then gave him a bit of rice cereal to try to help curb the no eating for hours and hours.  (He goes 10-12 hours at night, but 3-4 during the day.)  So we get there and are in the waiting room with 3 or 4 other kiddos running around.  At this point he was still happy and I was so focused on my word game my mind was off of the worst case scenario.  In the moments when that would come in, I would just align myself with the Word of God and remind myself of truth.  Then I would speak Psalms 91 over Cade & back to figuring out if a male or female turned in the number one vote for the boot company. :-)


About this time a woman came out and told us they were running an hour behind, which at this point would put us at 2pm before we would start the sedation process.  "The Sedation Process" YUCK!  Bob and I were super polite, because hey, it wasn't her fault they were behind!  Back to my puzzle I went...


A bit later they came and got us to go through his pre-op questions.  "Pre-op"  What a stupid name for a simple CT Scan... Why not call it the Pre-Picture Questions??  OP=OPERATION and operation in 'Mama mind' = SURGERY and surgery in mama mind sucks!  So in one simple phrase they took me from just a picture to SURGERY!  


So after the questions, weight, exam blah blah blah... the moment finally arrived!  We met the anesthesiologist who was very sweet and basically told us that she was going to give him a little gas through a mask and that he would go to sleep.  She let us stay with him until he fell asleep and then ten minutes later we saw him in 'recovery'.  


Okay, mama mind recovery is a large room with ten or so children who are just getting out of surgery and they are separated by large curtains.  Reality recovery was basically just like a hospital room in the middle of the radiology department to monitor the babies after their anesthesia.  


When we saw him he was sleeping like he always does.  He had his arms above his head and his little legs all frogged out.  :-)  They immediately let me pick him up and a few minutes later he woke up crying.  Hey, he hadn't eaten in 7 hours, what else would he do??  So, the nurse stayed in the room until we made sure he could suck and swallow well.  It took all of 2 seconds to figure out he was fine with that, then off we went!!!  


My mountain of a day that I was dreading to the point of tears turned out to be a no big deal molehill!  


GOD IS FAITHFUL!

Preparing us for surgery day... in more ways than one!

Well, the day has arrived!  Today is they day Cade gets his CT Scan to see if he is a candidate for a Cochlear Implant.  I used to work in radiology so I understand a CT is not a big deal.  However...  they have to sedate him to do the scan... and he has to have an empty stomach.


SO, I just finished feeding him.  He's stuffed!  I nursed him for 25 minutes or so and then gave him some rice cereal! Now the trick of "Please don't puke" begins! 


As of now I feel peace about the day.  I trust the doctors and I know he will be okay.  That is not to say that I am not dreading them putting an IV in or dreading leaving him while the test gets done.  They have told us we will get to see him in recovery and once he wakes up and is eating we can take him home.  


We will see how it all goes!  I will post afterwards to tell how everything went wonderfully well!  

SHALOM FROM HEAVEN OVER OUR FAMILY TODAY!!!!

The first of many!

I heard a great author once say, "Always write to the trash can."  In other words.  If you constantly write with the intention of throwing it away, your concern for what others will think will quickly go away.  Although I'm not exactly writing to the trash can, I am going to attempt to pretend I'm doing just that.

I've felt for quite sometime that I should write a blog telling our story as it unfolds.  After several confirmations that I should do so I finally listened and so now... here we go.

My husband and I are at a place in our life where we are abundantly blessed, but at the same time we are definitely getting refined by the fire. I believe with all my heart that God is ALL good ALL the time, and there are no exceptions.  However, I do believe that he will take any situation that is negative and turn it around for his glory.  He has an ability to breath life and hope to the dying and hopeless.  

Three and a half months ago our little prince was born.  Robert Cade Johnson weighed 6 pounds 1 ounce.  He was perfect!  What a great day that was!

During my pregnancy I devoured every piece of information I could get my hands on to prepare myself to be the best mother I could be.  I wanted to give him every opportunity to succeed at anything he put his mind to.  

I read a story that went something like this...  "I planned a trip to Paris for years!  I worked out every detail and dreamed about every place I would go.  The day finally came to take our wonderful trip!  We boarded the airplane, but when we landed, something didn't quite make sense.  We were in Holland!  I didn't understand, we hand planned a trip to Paris. Holland is a beautiful place with so much to offer, it just wasn't what I expected or prepared for."   

Two months ago, we received the news that our sweet son was hard of hearing.  He was diagnosed with a profound (total) hearing loss in his right ear and a severe hearing loss in his left ear.  That was a day I will remember for the rest of my life and those are words that are never forgotten.  The question then became,  was a I going to dwell on the fact that I was not in Paris, or was I going to be overjoyed with all Holland had to offer?  

I made the decision to dive head first in learning all I could about Holland. I immediately went into research mode to be able to give him the best I could.  Initially, my husband felt shock and numb.  After tears and prayers, we knew what we knew which is... GOD IS FAITHFUL!  We both knew that this would be temporary and that one day his ears will open!  However, just as Joseph did all he knew to do in the natural, until the supernatural came through, when he found out Mary was pregnant... we made the decision to do all we could do for him in the natural while still fighting and believing for the supernatural.  We know our son is healed, we are just waiting to see the physical manifestation of that healing! 


...more to come!