This past Monday we headed to children’s for Mason’s
normal heart check up.
Cant lie… My anxiety and
blood pressure rises as these appointments near. Mason is thriving but I am
constantly waiting for the other “shoe to fall”, waiting for the bad news, and waiting
for the BUT towards the end of the sentence.
I try to take comfort in and
rest in HIS presence but some days it is harder than others.
The verdict from his
appointments – His heart and its function looks “beautiful”. These words as I
hear them and even write this bring tears to my eyes.
We got the best case
scenario. He is living an amazing life
with ½ of a heart.
We try to do a good job
informing him of what will happen at his doctor’s appointments but even with
our best efforts he totally melts down at some point during every visit and as
his Mom, helping him through his melt down never gets easier. I know his cries
are because he is scared. Heck I am almost 30 years older than him and I am scared.
When he is cries it breaks my heart and I am not gonna lie I have at times
gotten emotional. Who wants to hold down there son so that someone can listen
to his heart? NOT THIS MOM!
Our visit this week had a
melt down but only one and to be honest it didn’t last as long as they normally
do. THANK GOODNESS because I was alone during this weeks visit. My partner in
crime (also known as my husband) was hard at work!
The visit started with an
Echo. Mason got a little nervous at first but the bed he has to lay in is big
enough for me to lay with him so like every other echo I get to snuggle with my
little man for about an hour while they complete the echo. We talk and watch a
movie. I will be one sad and proud Mom the day he doesn’t need me to lay with him!
After the echo it is time
for the EKG. This is the simplest of tests yet for some reason it scares him
the most. Mason had I had been taking a lot about the test with the stickers
and we made an agreement. The nurse would put on the stickers and since it hurt
him when they come off, I would take them off… But when the stickers started
going on – he forgot about being strong, he forgot that I would be taking them
off and he lost it…
After all of the tests were
ran we went back to play in the waiting room, here we ran into Mason’s surgeon.
One of my biggest regrets
after Mason’s Fontan was not getting a picture of him and the man who fixed his
heart. We talk about him, we pray for him, we pray for his family, we pray for
his gift and we pray for his patients. Why we dont have a pciture of him with Mason? No clue - my mind was clearly on other things.
Well I wasn't going to walk
away from this opportunity again. I captured the BEST photo!
The work this man does is
God’s work at its best! We are incredibly grateful for him!
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