Trust the Timing of Your Life

Sweet child of mine

Today was a hectic day but we are thankful.

Just to recap for a moment, back in May Grant was admitted to the hospital with severe abdominal pain.  After a few x-rays and ct scans, he was diagnosed with UPJ Obstruction with moderately severe left hydronephrosis causing him to need a surgery called "Pyeloplasty" as soon as possible. That is where the obstruction in the ureter is removed, and the normal area is reconnected to the kidney.  Drainage tubes were left in place to allow the urine to flow across the surgical area to help with the healing. On June 14th, Grant had his surgery.  It wasn't an easy surgery on him, or the doctor, and as a matter of fact we were told by his Urologist that it was one of the most difficult surgeries (in that category) he had done in a while but we are so thankful for his doctors effort and care that he put into those three long hours of surgery. Now Grant has a small "battle" scar on his left side that he's pretty proud to show off.  What he wasn't quite thrilled about was the fact that he had a "stint" in his kidney that would require an additional surgery and some down time.....spending his entire summer "taking it easy".  It pretty much bummed out his entire summer break. I will say that he really has had the most positive outlook on this entire situation and I've never known a more braver boy than him. 

Today, Grant had his second surgery to remove the stint from his left kidney.
This morning was tough.  Tough on all of us.  The worry...over my sweet, humble boy.
I held back my emotions to be strong for my little guy because I could see the fear in his eyes and anxiety in his body language. As a parent, you want to protect your children and take their hurt away and guard them from everything. He said to me, "Momma, why did this have to happen". I gasped, teared up, hugged him and kissed his forehead while telling him everything was going to be alright and then we prayed together.  As nurses and anesthesiologist came in to take him off to the surgery room, I had mentioned to him a quick little quote that I came across last night before going to bed.  

I thought of that quote all night and all morning while waiting on his surgery to be finished.

What if the doctor's had not caught this when they did? How bad would his kidney have gotten and would he have eventually lost it?  Although we don't know what the future holds, I am so grateful that his doctor found this early on and were able to help his kidney with the surgery. I just pray that with each year passing, his kidney(s) remain healthy and strong.

Tonight, I am so thankful for my brave boy.
I love you, Grant Harrison.
TO THE MOON AND FURTHER!!