Day 21 since our son Brent was in the car accident. Thanks to the thousands of prayers circling the globe we are seeing miracles unfolding. It doesn't matter who you pray to or how you do it, the important thing is you are asking the universe or a higher power for help and that creates positive energy.
Today is Monday, and last Thursday Brent was still on 50% oxygen and his PEEPs(pressure from the ventilator) was at 10. We went to Abbotsford for 2 days of a Metis provincial AGM I needed to attend and while we were away the first miracle happened. Friday night they lowered his PEEP to 5 to see how he would do on it. When Kim came to visit him Saturday she noticed there was a hose missing from his trach. He was disconnected from the ventilator, and with just the oxygen hooked into his trach was breathing on his own. That was the same time a couple hundred Metis were praying for him at the opening ceremonies. Do you think prayer works? The evidence is right here. When I tearfully announced his progress there wasn't a dry eye in the audience and lots of cheering and clapping. People came up to me at the end of the day and said that was the best part of the day.
He will get better because of his strong attitude, sense of humour, support, and tons of prayers. Plus the Metis staff and board donate into an emergency fund, and from that sent him $500 too. It means Kim can pay their rent back in Campbell River for another month. The monetary worry is always there and will be for months to come.
On Sunday when we got to the hospital, he told us he was going up to the spinal cord ward that day. If you'd asked me on Thursday, I would have said he had another week in icu but thank goodness not so. By 5:00 pm he was up in a spacious room on the ward where Kim and I don't have to wait at a phone for a nurse to let us in, then chase us out for procedures. Here we can have more than 2 visitors in the room. I won't miss sitting in icu listening to people struggling for life.
The next miracle came later when Kim noticed his toe wiggling. She videoed it and posted it on facebook. I cried. From small beginnings he will walk again, don't care what the doctors say. He also may be fitted for a wheelchair today. Now the hard work of therapy starts. He still can't eat or speak because of the trach but I'm betting on later this week for that miracle. He will be talking by his birthday. Most of the time in life we are on auto-pilot, taking our breathing and moving for granted. It takes something like this to make us realize how miraculously our bodies are made, and how much we need all its pieces to work properly. It also reminds us how quickly we can lose a loved one, so tell them we love them and appreciate them often.
We don't have WIFI at our rv site so I have to come up to the office and sit here to post to the trip journal. I do get emails and facebooks messages on my phone.I am adding some random photos from when we left SK to here.
Live each day like it was your last. Love with an honest heart. Have fun.
Barb and Dave and Prince-a-Pali enjoying his harem