How are you holding up? I know that the three previous posts about what happened were not an easy read, but I promise you there is a happy ending. Here’s a glimpse of God’s grace! Meet Lucas, now 3 years old. He’s a happy boy! I remember calling my Ricardo from the hospital when he was on a plane coming home. I started to cry saying that Lucas was out of surgery, but the doctors didn’t know if he would survive the next 48 hours. Ricardo replied: “He gave us a lot of joy and he will give us much more. He is in God’s hands. Everything will be fine.” God used my husband at that moment and confirmed the word of the Spirit that I had on the same day.
Now to him who is able to do more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us .
Today I took Lucas for a follow-up appointment with his neurosurgeon, and he is pleased with his progress. If you were to look at an image of Lucas’ head today (CT scan), you would see that there is a golf-sized sac full of fluid in the lower half of his “left brain”. Basically, brain tissue atrophies when it comes in contact with blood, so that part of the brain doesn’t work. The neurosurgeon told us that if he was just looking at the CT scan, he would be very worried. But seeing Lucas in person, and the flamboyant, talkative, energetic kid he is, he has no worries. I am very grateful to these doctors! Yes, it was a TEAM of doctors that gathered in the emergency room on that fateful day . Not coincidentally, the only two pediatric neurosurgeons in the two nearby counties where I live were in that hospital that day. It was all part of God’s plan. even through of law enforcement questioned me about why I brought my son to a hospital in “Y” county, when I lived in “X” county, and finally used it against me in my court hearing (more on that below).
As I reflect on that day and look at my son today, I feel so grateful that God is still working miracles. My son is a true miracle. He didn’t just survive those 48 hours, he thrived. To God be the glory.