My baby is a Frankenstein, my God is a Cave Man.
For those of ye who either don't know; have been hibernating in a deep, dark marsh somewhere; don't regularly follow the minute details of my increasingly awesome life or just plain haven't heard: little bebe Liam took his first car ride in an ambulance yesterday slightly before noon-thirty (ok a couple hours before, but i like saying noon-thirty.)
He wheeled his way up to Emanuel Hospital and it's new (to us), super sleek , ultra large NICU(that's neonatal intensive care unit.) Where tall men in blue and short women in rainbow colors proceeded to poke (as gently as possible), peer into and scan all his vitals producing our grand solution--surgery.
Little Bono (a nickname created whilst going through our "no way we're gonna name our kid THAT! list) was kissed by his papa, bid "come back to me" by his mama, took a few sniffs of some powerful gases, zonked out and dreamt fabulous dreams involving breast milk and neon binkis--not knowing another short woman (also in blue) was carefully, craftily placing that darling mechanism that would allow his overzealous brain to drain itself of a mite too much fluid--the shunt valve. Not knowing peoples everywhere were praying for his good health and sound recovery. (thank you for those prayers!!)
Liam did return to his mama- an awe-inspiring 1.5 hours later:) (i did mention his doctor is amazing??) He will again have his vitals poked, peered into and scanned before the week is out. He should begin to eat & put on the chunk once more and he may receive the all clear from the professionals, earning that coveted adjective: discharged!!
Throughout our experience with the newest Briggs member, we've increasingly begun to realize a few things:
A) when your baby has stitches in his head, he WILL look like Frankenstein
B) looking like Frankenstein might even turn into being called Frankenstein. (Lame. Bono is a stellar nickname.)
C) sometimes when God really wants to get your attention, He borrows a slate (or rather cudgel) out of the caveman's stone book and proceeds to club you over the head with His greatness:)
Wear a helmet: Genna
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