The day we sat down for our consultation we were told Sawyer has a 70%-80% chance of survival. I broke down. We have been told many times that those are good odds, but when were talking about your child, 70% felt more like 10%. The only chance I want for my childs life is 100%. Sure, if youre slapping down a bet at a casino, youd make that gamble every time. But if I put you in front of 10 doors, going through 3 of the doors will kill your child, the other 7 have a million dollars, I dont think youd take that gamble. I hope not. This experience was beyond unexplainable. Many times I held Sawyer, staring into his eyes, doing everything I could to remember these moments, feel his warmth, remember his big smile. So many times I wondered if this would be the last time I would see his smile. Cheryl and I never talked about the 30%. But it was a thought you cant force out of your head. Sawyer now seems to be doing very well. In fact the doctors seem very impressed with his recovery. Were not completely out of the woods yet but we see the sunlight breaking through. I could not have made it through this without Cheryl. We are so very thankful of all our family and friends that helped us, sent us encouraging words, or just checked in on us. Being in a hospital can get pretty lonely. Sawyer, I assume you will read this one day. While this was the hardest experience of my life I never regret having you. You changed who your mom and dad are. You opened our eyes to a whole difference world. You made us better people.
Posted on: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 02:26:14 +0000
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