Peeking around a corner in my house, I witnessed a miracle. A miracle that brought me to tears and had me shouting praises to God! In my last post, I mentioned my emotions would soon turn to joy and believe me, joy can't even cover my emotions. They are more like, toe touches for cheerleaders or chest bumps for football players. Emotions that literally gave me a headache from all the blood rushing to my brain!
Now back to the miracle.... As I peeked around the corner to watch B working with the o/t, I saw him leaning against the window seal. The o/t reached out to him so that he may take a step. Well in Braylon's eyes was something I'd never seen before. He was going to do more than just take a step. I watched as B concentrated on his left hand (the hand that was paralyzed just 8 months ago). His thoughts were so intense that it was almost like I could feel what he was thinking. B was telling his hand to move... he was shouting at it in his hand, "Move, MOVE, MOVE HAND". And it listened!!!! B's left hand/arm stretched all the way out to reach his o/t!!!! Gravity hasn't even helped his arm stretch out straight, but with God's help he did it!!! The o/t and I clapped and cheered. I tried to hold back my tears, but couldn't. We have been praying so long for the use of his hand and I just couldn't believe it was starting to happen. Sometimes in life we ask God to bless us in certain areas, but we get so used to the asking we forget that one day it will come true. Now I'm praising God for reminding me that He is here and still does miracles!!!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Emotions (first posted Augus 13)
Ahhh! Another Thursday afternoon. Braylon's therapies are done for the week, the house is almost cleaned (bathrooms tomorrow). Whoops, as I'm writing, I realized we do have to go to the chiro tomorrow. The life!! Honestly, I've never had so many things to remember each week...thank God for technology that chirps to remind me. Sometimes we get caught up in complaining about difficult or different situations (I hope I don't sound like that), but those situations are what I'm so thankful for.
Braylon's schedule has really picked up. We both have been working so hard... Braylon way more than me. B still cries thru every o/t appointment, but I see a huge improvement. I thank God for keeping us busy and pushing us further than we ever thought we could go, even if we are kicking and screaming. Usually the most uncomfortable of things bring us the biggest enjoyment (i.e. child birth for women. lol). It has to rain for the spring flowers to bloom!!!
Speaking of rain, last night tears rained down my face. Being on the sidelines of your favorite team brings many mixed emotions and that's how I've been feeling. All types, from ecstatic to sympathetic and yes, even anger. What has really been on me lately is sadness for my baby. I am praising God everyday because B really is improving, but with that comes obstacles. Braylon sometimes falls onto his left side and when he does, he gets stuck. It's very sad to see, but what's worse is the moment right after. The moment when I have to stand back and encourage him to try to move on his own. When he's staring at me, begging me to save him. Thank God it's just a moment because that's all I can take. Eventually I help him up, but I still must five him the opportunity to do it himself. Soon I expect my tears will again be of joy. If I know Braylon, he's going to learn to get out of that situation too!!!
Braylon's schedule has really picked up. We both have been working so hard... Braylon way more than me. B still cries thru every o/t appointment, but I see a huge improvement. I thank God for keeping us busy and pushing us further than we ever thought we could go, even if we are kicking and screaming. Usually the most uncomfortable of things bring us the biggest enjoyment (i.e. child birth for women. lol). It has to rain for the spring flowers to bloom!!!
Speaking of rain, last night tears rained down my face. Being on the sidelines of your favorite team brings many mixed emotions and that's how I've been feeling. All types, from ecstatic to sympathetic and yes, even anger. What has really been on me lately is sadness for my baby. I am praising God everyday because B really is improving, but with that comes obstacles. Braylon sometimes falls onto his left side and when he does, he gets stuck. It's very sad to see, but what's worse is the moment right after. The moment when I have to stand back and encourage him to try to move on his own. When he's staring at me, begging me to save him. Thank God it's just a moment because that's all I can take. Eventually I help him up, but I still must five him the opportunity to do it himself. Soon I expect my tears will again be of joy. If I know Braylon, he's going to learn to get out of that situation too!!!
Technical difficulties
Sorry everyone! I realized a few days ago that the last couple of post I made were all "mumble jumble". I sent a couple of posts thru my phone and I guess blogger did not read them correctly. I will try to repost them, plus update you on our very strong willed B!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Putting in Work
We have a new therapist who comes to the house... the occupational therapist!!! I have been more excited for her to come than any other. Why, you ask.... Well, Braylon's left arm and hand have suffered more than any other part of him (except the loss of periphial vision). I have been wanting to see what the o/t will do so that B can start becoming more aware of his arm and then start using it. Man, does she work him out!!!!
B is excited when she first comes and begins playing with him, but very quickly he becomes frustrated and/or irratated by the exercises. For example, yesterday the o/t brought a ball that Braylon can crawl on top of (smaller yoga ball). He loved it and used his right hand to bang on the ball so he can feel the vibrations. Then the o/t stretched the ball out, which made his left arm stretch out almost straight... oh boy did he HATE that!! Sometimes I try to imagine myself in Braylon's shoes and wonder how he's feeling, but it never works. I stretch my arm straight all the time... even when I'm not trying to (i.e. walking). And for him to have so much pain while forcing his arm to be straight, I'll never know what that is like.
If eyes could talk, B's were saying "Save me, MOMMY!!!!" He was just wiggling away from her, whining about all of the exercises and was completely exhausted by the time it was over. The therapist probably was too! As much as I wanted to pick Braylon up and hold him for just a few moments to give him a break, I new I couldn't. So I got off the floor and walked to the other side of the room to watch. The only words of encouragement that I could muster up were, "The best things in life require the most work, B." I know he's a baby and barely understands "Good Job" let alone my comment, but I didn't just say it for him. Yes, it fits the situation for B... him struggling to stretch his arm or open his hand so that one day he can use it. But I wasn't just talking to him. When I said the best things in life require the most work, I was talking to myself and the two therapist in the room. For me, a few things have become quite difficult, but I must continue to work... even when I'm wanting someone to come save me. Taking on B's stroke has been a battle in many ways. We recognize that not everything is properly functioning. Now we are putting in the work, no matter how hard, so that we can be our best. And we are all thankful to God for believing that we are up to the challenge.
To my favorite family in the world..... My prayers are with you. You have become aware of the problem and are willing to put in the work. There will be days you are screaming for someone to save you, and some days you will feel triumphant. It is your story you are writing. When you are wanting to quit sit back and see God in your situation... recognize His strength and tenderness in each moment. You will get your second wind. You will be blessed. You just have to work harder than ever before. I love you!!
B is excited when she first comes and begins playing with him, but very quickly he becomes frustrated and/or irratated by the exercises. For example, yesterday the o/t brought a ball that Braylon can crawl on top of (smaller yoga ball). He loved it and used his right hand to bang on the ball so he can feel the vibrations. Then the o/t stretched the ball out, which made his left arm stretch out almost straight... oh boy did he HATE that!! Sometimes I try to imagine myself in Braylon's shoes and wonder how he's feeling, but it never works. I stretch my arm straight all the time... even when I'm not trying to (i.e. walking). And for him to have so much pain while forcing his arm to be straight, I'll never know what that is like.
If eyes could talk, B's were saying "Save me, MOMMY!!!!" He was just wiggling away from her, whining about all of the exercises and was completely exhausted by the time it was over. The therapist probably was too! As much as I wanted to pick Braylon up and hold him for just a few moments to give him a break, I new I couldn't. So I got off the floor and walked to the other side of the room to watch. The only words of encouragement that I could muster up were, "The best things in life require the most work, B." I know he's a baby and barely understands "Good Job" let alone my comment, but I didn't just say it for him. Yes, it fits the situation for B... him struggling to stretch his arm or open his hand so that one day he can use it. But I wasn't just talking to him. When I said the best things in life require the most work, I was talking to myself and the two therapist in the room. For me, a few things have become quite difficult, but I must continue to work... even when I'm wanting someone to come save me. Taking on B's stroke has been a battle in many ways. We recognize that not everything is properly functioning. Now we are putting in the work, no matter how hard, so that we can be our best. And we are all thankful to God for believing that we are up to the challenge.
To my favorite family in the world..... My prayers are with you. You have become aware of the problem and are willing to put in the work. There will be days you are screaming for someone to save you, and some days you will feel triumphant. It is your story you are writing. When you are wanting to quit sit back and see God in your situation... recognize His strength and tenderness in each moment. You will get your second wind. You will be blessed. You just have to work harder than ever before. I love you!!
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