It's a regular morning here at our house. As I sit here listening to the ordinary sounds of the kids playing, eating breakfast, chatting with each other, I am just so grateful. The last week has been very difficult but it seems that, at least for the moment, things are returning to normal.
After I wrote my last post, a doctor came into the hospital room with ultrasound results. He started talking and I realized that something was very wrong. We expected the "all clear" and instead he was showing me paperwork for surgery. Brad was out of the room and my mind raced trying to remember all the terms and abbreviations and explanations. I prayed Brad would return in time to talk to the doctor, and a moment later he walked in the room.
The ultrasound had shown that the fluid in Matthew's hip was increasing and that he was experiencing something called AVN (Avascular Necrosis) which meant that the blood supply was not getting to his hip as it was supposed to. This is a very serious problem that can quickly cause the death of bone tissue if not treated. They believed that Matthew's hip was infected. Within a couple of hours of talking with the doctor, Matthew was having emergency surgery.
It was difficult to wrap my head around what was happening. I couldn't think. I couldn't pray anything except "Oh please let him be okay." I felt like a zombie. It was the strangest experience and the most terrifying thing I have ever experienced.
We were so thankful when the surgeon came to talk to us and said that everything had gone well. Following the surgery, Matthew was in so much pain, and that was very difficult. They were finally able to get it under control and we went back to his room for a couple more days. We had one very difficult night with hours of pain and screaming that made me want to pull my hair out. But thankfully the days were good and we started to see more and more smiles from our little guy.
When the physical therapist stopped by the day after surgery and wanted to get him up and moving, I must admit I thought she was a little crazy! But she was so great with Matthew and encouraged him to sit up, then get out of bed, then walk to the window. Seeing him on his feet again was amazing! She got him a little walker and we went for a spin. It was the best, saddest, greatest thing ever!
I hope and pray that we never have to experience anything like this with any of our kids again. I thank God that Matthew is doing so well now and that everything is okay. I am so grateful for the many, many people who prayed for Matthew, and for us. God sustained us through a very dark time and I will not forget His mercies.
We were very excited and thankful that Matthew did not have to have another surgery (there was a 50/50 chance he would need another one) and on Tuesday afternoon we rolled out of the hospital!
Coming home was such a relief! Matthew is up and walking, back to himself, and doing really well. Hannah and Nathan had a hard time with us being away, but did really well with my Mom, Dad and sister. We are so glad they could come and stay with the kids so that we didn't have to worry about them. It is so good to be all together again!
Matthew sees several doctors in the next couple of weeks, and Nathan has a couple of big appointments coming up as well. We would appreciate your prayers for our family as we face these different challenges with our sweet kiddos!







