
Megan is finally home! Praise God. We were released from the hospital today around noon. Our Neonatologist ordered Megan’s CT scan a day early becasue our Neurologist was on site yesterday and they could review it together. After looking over the results, Dr. Rivera (our neurologist) called us and said that there is definitively no more bleeding and the bleeding that did occur is continuing to be reabsorbed by her body. He also felt that the CT scan was so encouraging that we do not need to schedule a follow up ultrasound for a whole month (as opposed to one week as previosly scheduled) and that a simple weekly head measurements by our pediatrician will suffuce until then. He also gave Megan a 90% chance of recovering with no adverse effects and that percentage will go even higher if her follow up appointment goes well in May.
Since she was in the NICU, she is required to go home with a little heart/respiratory monitor that will alert us if there are any problems. She will have to wear the little monitor 24/7 until our pediatrition tells us otherwise. It’s a little elastic band that goes around her chest with a wire that connects to a small box. If any abnormalities in breathing or heart rate occur a loud alarm will sound. Although somewhat inconvenient and a little scary conceptually, we actually find the little monitor to be fairly reassuring.
Hopefully this blog will trasition from a crisis alert system to a fairly boring little baby blog full of stories about spit-up, dirty diapers, and giddyness about Megan rolling over on her own or saying her first words.
Before that happens however, I want to make a point to thank you all so much for your posts, your prayers, your encouragement, and even your interest. Ellen and I never imagined that this would be what our first baby experience would look like and quite frankly I don’t think we would have chosen it in a million years. Nonetheless, God still selected this experience for us and we praise him for it. We have learned so much and been so humbled by Him in the past seven days. We don’t understand why He let this happen, but we do know, more now than ever, that we serve a living God that loves us with a love we cannot fully understand and plan that we cannot comprehend and that He still listens to our prayers and works miracles.
I have been thinking all week about a scene in Castaway where Tom Hanks, after his rescue, is describing his experience on the island when he was totally hopeless he says:
I had power over nothing. And that’s when this feeling came over me like a warm blanket. I knew, somehow, that I had to stay alive. Somehow. I had to keep breathing. Even though there was no reason to hope. And all my logic said that I would never see this place again. So that’s what I did. I stayed alive. I kept breathing. And one day my logic was proven all wrong because the tide came in, and gave me a sail. And now, here I am. I’m back. And I know what I have to do now. I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?
I struggled to put my hope in God after all that Ellen and I have been through, but as usuall, He has been faithful… he has proven all our logic wrong, and look what the tide brought in!
if we are faithless, he will remain faithful, for he cannot disown himself. ~ 2 Timothy 2:13
Praise God and thank you all for your continued prayers!