There is a lot that goes with this post but I will try to make it the short version. Back in May my mom and I took Lorenzo to the ER in which turned out to be issues with his Crohns yet again. They admitted him to the hospital with surgery to follow a couple days later. Surgery that would turn into 7 of them with in like 2 weeks. After the 2nd surgery things turned for the worse. We were told that the next 72 hours were critical--that same night, they put him on a ventilator, they wanted him to rest. Within a couple of hours critical was putting it mildly. We were not sure he would even make it. The infection in basic terms was taking over his body. And those are words you don't want to hear. The next 24 hours (and a whole lot more) we spent praying and waiting. Waiting for his vitals to go up, waiting for him to set up and talk to us, waiting, waiting and waiting. My brother and I had our fair share of fights as kids but he is still my brother and we are close. I sat there knowing I didn't know what I would do without him. It is hard sitting here and trying to put all of this into words so I apologize for bouncing around....... All we could do was pray! And let me tell you, prayers do work. By late that same evening, his vitals were improving. Praise God!!
Sorry for the graphic picture, this was taken that evening he was so critical. However, it is my proof to him I can be nice :)
Over the next couple of days, we did more waiting, more praying and snacks!
Two days after surgery #2, he was off the ventilator, vitals were looking good and he was coming off the meds. We thought things were on their way up. He even was being ornery with some of the things he told us--we have a whole book of those stories :)....Just when we thought it was going good...bam....more infection and another surgery. This brought more tears, more praying and more waiting. When this surgery was finished, the Dr. said it was time to move to a larger hospital with more resources. So off he went will us trailing behind.
This was the chapel at the hospital. Spent some time in here praying. It was beautiful and the hospital surrounds the chapel so as you look out the windows you look down on this.
This is how you entertain children in a hospital...electronics and a coat tent!
More entertainment for the children! :)
After 4 more surgeries, 10+ days on the ventilator, and approx. a month in the hospital, they finally were able to get his insides where they needed to be and could move him to a rehabilitation hospital. He had to start over on what would be "normal" things for him to do such as walking, holding his phone, eating etc. He was at the rehab hospital for about 3 weeks.
Here are some pics of him working hard!! And being ornery.
It was finally time to come home!!
He was welcomed home by a street full of people with signs and balloons. And silly string from the kids (I think it was my Aunt Donna's idea) :)
It was so overwhelming, not just for him but all of us.
I know this is a random picture to post but the whole time they told us he wasn't going to make it, all I could picture was this. Him holding Kooper. I don't know why or what the meaning of it was but that is all I could see. Maybe it was him telling me that he was watching over his uncle!
It was a very rough time, but we had the support of our family, friends, Church, coworkers, etc.. I kept telling him he couldn't leave me by myself to take care of our parents alone :)
I want to thank everyone so very much for your support in so many ways--prayers, texts, phone calls, financial, cards and love. We appreciate it so very much. I have no words!!!! We are so grateful for the him being home and getting back to "normal". Again thank you so much. Love to you all!!
On another note, this song was playing a lot through the time he was in the hospital, I kept hearing it on the radio, so I looked it up and it is about 2 brothers and how they picked on each other as kids but as adults they are there for each other. Thought it was appropriate even if I am a sister not a brother :)
Zo, we are so glad you are still here with us. We always find the blessings in the bad times and I think we did. Know that we always love you no matter what!!! Keep strong!
Steve, Tiff, Reanna, Hunter & Kooper