December 3, 2008
Back In The Hospital
So it is official, Dawn has been admitted back into the hospital for a fever and chills. Not sure how long she will be there this time because they don't know what is wrong yet. It could be a whole bunch of things but until the results from all the tests come back, we won't know anything. The tests could take up to 5 days before they know what is happening. I am staying at the apartment tonight because Dawn is in isolation. People can still go and visit her they just have to wear a gown and gloves while in the room. I hope more people can actually get down there to see her, even if its only for a hour. It will help her with her depression and help her not feel all alone. If anyone is interested and wants to know the room number or directions just let me know.
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hello hang in there!you are doing a great job Ron!!!!!!!(:>)
Say hi to Dawn and give her a hug!! Tell her I have CHOCOLATE waiting for her...though they won't come close to Grandma Eddie's is...but how bad could any chocolate be? Hang in there and keep yourself busy on the ectchaskecthy thingy...I've been hearing that your incredible on it...Hailey needs YOU to teach her how cause best I can do is draw a box, a boxy dog, and some pants...LOL. Well so I can't draw...I can bake bread and fix computers...just think in a few years I'll get Hailey inside a case and let her have fun with a motherboard. ;-)
Dear Nana,
the link works for me but you can try the main page of my blog and if you want to you can scroll down and have a look - I have created this blog to encourage people by what the Lord has done.
http://michaelandgabriela.blogspot.com
In case you can not get there I put an extract from my blog into this comment:
Our twin babies were born a bit too prematurely - in the 26th week of pregnancy - i.e. in the sixth month, 22nd May 2008. The second day after the delivery at night I could not sleep and a horrible fear that something was wrong with the babies attacked me. Even though I was told by the nurses from the AR unit that everything was all right this fear would not leave me. Praise the Lord, I had my notebook with connection to the internet with me in the hospital and I started to listen to praise and worship songs from YouTube. The song that spoke to my heart like it was God himself speaking was the following:
When the mighty men from the tribe of Judah faced the enemy they were told be God not to be afraid that He would give them VICTORY.
What spoke to me the most was this verse: When the evil one comes against you to fill your heart with fear you can trust in God, He has promised to be near. You can lift up a song in the midst of the war - for the battle is mine says the Lord.
Together with the song - Not by power, not by might, I kept listening to these two the whole night, again and again, untill the fear left me. I believe that this night the Lord was preparing me for the things to come.
The first thing in the morning I learnt that half an hour after I spoke to the nurses the doctors found out that Michael - the baby boy from the twins had bled into the lungs and his state was very critical at night. In the morning it was better, but the day after they found out that he had bled into both brain chambers and that this hemmorrage was a VERY severe one. The doctors´ suggestion was TERMINATE his life! In other words - to take out the ventilator tube that was keeping him alive and breathing... They were saying that our son would be so severely disabled for life that there was very high probability he could be just vegetating and would have to be fed by a gastric tube for his whole life, not being able to move nor eat by himself, that there was no sense in keeping him alive. And even if they would not terminate his life on purpose, there was still high probability for him to die anyway, they simply felt there was no sense in continuation of the medical care. I still had in my mind the song and the verse from II. Chronicles 20 - the battle is mine, says the Lord. With His help we persuaded the doctors to continue in looking after our tiny son. When we informed them that we were willing and ready to care for Michael even if the worst scenario would come true, they decided to care also. But the neonatologists told us that except for the damaged brain and lungs there was a problem with Misha´s peristalsis - it did not seem to work, it seemed that the nerves controling it were damaged. If this situation would not change, Misha would be facing certain death even being on the machines. After we and our friends prayed - the peristalsis started to work - halelujah! There was nothing the doctors could have done in this, it was a sovereign act of the Lord. Another thing was his kidneys. After the problem with the peristalsis was solved, Misha´s kidneys started to fail. He would not pee - a big problem. Even bigger for a baby with damaged lungs by the hemmorrage. The water that was retained in his little body was causing his chest to be heavier and heavier - it meant a double danger for him - one - the blood started to be more and more poluted, two - he had even bigger problems with breathing then before and the ventilator had to be on a more razing regime. His lungs had to be filled with the air from the ventilator under a higher preassure, which meant the lungs were being damaged even more. We and our friends prayed to our Faithful and loving God and He did touch the little body of our son and Misha started to pee and eventually he got rid of all the redundant water. The doctors were using drugs called diuretics to help him to pee, but at first he did not react to them at all. After we and our friends prayed - things changed.Thank God for the development of the medical science and mainly for the neonatologists - all the equipment is soo tiny and and sophisticated! I believe that there is the hand of the Lord in this as well.But not even the best neonatologist is able to help a baby to stop a developing hydrocephalus. Since the hemmorrage to the brain was a massive one, and to both brain chambers, the blood that stayed there after this was irritating the brain, which caused a redundant liquid to be produced. It seemed that the coagulated blood also blocked the way out from the brain for this liquid to go. Michael´s brain started to be bigger and bigger and it was clear that if things would not change, he would need an operation of the brain - to make a way out for this redundant liquid. Problem was - the state of his lungs did not allow this ...I know it might sound I am repeating myself by now :-), but after we and our friends prayed... There is no hydrocephalus now when it comes to Misha - the way for the liquid to get out of his brain was formed and as well the irritation was stopped since the intracranial preassure is balanced now... HALELUJAH - NO OPERATION NEEDED!!!!
And there is more - eight weeks after the bleeding to lungs and brain happened - which was supposed to disable Michael both physically and intelectually for life, making him possibly nothing more than a vegetable - Michael is moving his hands and legs, he is able to hold an object already in his little palm, using the fingers precisely as a healthy baby would. He can hear. He can very probably even see. He simply looks just like Gabi does. We do believe he and his little sister will continue in growing big and strong and that they will not die, but will live to speak of the works of OUR WONDERFUL GOD. By the way - Misha does not need the ventilator now, the only thing he is connected to now is CPAP.
The whole time when we were going through this agony, I had in my mind the songs that I was listening to at that night the hemmorrages happened - The battle is the Lord´s and Not by power. Even through the tears I was with my heart singing these songs to the Lord and to the whole spiritual world. Without this encouragement I do not know...
Shortly after the bleeding Michael was lying in the incubator like a little corps and he would not move. The doctors kept him under sedatives so that he would not feel pain - if possible. Tears were running down my cheeks, I was not able to stop them, I would not sob, just flood from my eyes was running and I would not even wipe them off. I was holding his - so tiny, so small, so little, not moving hand and knew just one thing for sure - and that was that I had to praise the Lord for victory before I would see it by my own eyes. It seemed - in the natural - that Michael would look like this - helpless, not moving, not breathing by his own - for his whole life. Still I felt I had to praise the Lord for victory, because He is able to renew ANY thing, including the dead brain cells. Or he can replace them by new ones. He can do anything. Not by power, not by might, but by my spirit, says the Lord.
And I can see now, what the Lord is able to do, when you trust him, when you praise him and worship Him in the midst of the attacks of the enemy. He is my everything, you can listen to a song that is streaming out of my heart on the following link:
http://leonachvaly.blogspot.com/2008/11/without-you.html
I will continue in praising the Lord untill the complete victory when it comes to my children comes and after that I am planning to stop - NEVER.
God bless you all who are reading this.
Dear Dawn,
if you are feeling a bit better listen to this song:
http://cz.youtube.com/watch?v=fHE7P8OwRCc
Hope the link works...
Geez!! SO very Sorry this is going on! Another bump in the road of this recovery??!!--Hope things settled down over night and some answers to what is going on. So very hard for sure right now with the ups and downs! Hailey sends BIG HUGS and KISSES to you both! Thinking of you and sending well wishes your way!
Love yous
HUGS
"gma Laurie"
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