We begin to warm him in about five hours. We will warm him for 20hours…slowly. They will stop giving him the medicine that have him paralyzed. Then we will watch for his movements, if he responds to voices and his brain activity. His pupils are non responsive but that is to be expected with someone who is that cold.
This is just the beginning of a long marathon. Even if or when Owen wakes up, he’s not going to be the same. He’s not going to be normal. Well I guess who am I to say that? We are praying for a miracle….why settle for less?
I want Owen to know that whatever Jesus tells him to do, it’s ok with me. I will fight. I will fight because not only do I have Owen, but I have three other boys. I take care of all of my boys.
Something needs to become of this. God’s will would not just take a 6 month old. I feel someone holding my heart. The hands are holding my heart together so it doesn’t break. Prayers are holding me up.
The staff here is amazing. They have answered all of our questions, shared in our laughs and held strong thru our weakness. Pretty sure they think I’m nuts. I am … Just a little.
Dr Meyer said that he thought I had a medical background. Unfortunately, I’ve just spent too many times in a hospital or at a doc. To be honest I’ve heard these questions come from my mom too many times.
I suppose I need to sleep. Doug lays beside me, meditating and telling all the little army men fighting inside Owen to get ready. Truth is on it’s way.
My light is on. Someone is home waiting for you Owen. Please come home.