Our Miracle

So when Gentry was 4 days old we began his casting to correct his clubfeet. By the first of October we were getting his surgery. Things had gone so great! They casted him after his surgery and that cast stays on for 3 weeks while his tendon heals. After 2 weeks we began to notice that his right foot was swelling pretty significantly. So we called the doctor and he told us to soak off his cast. After doing that it revealed significant bruising and what we were affraid was infection. Luckily it was not infection, unfortunately after much foot work we found out it was a psuedoanyersym resulting from his surgery. The doctor contacted the head Pediatric Surgeon in Oklahoma City at OU Children's Hospital to have him look at Gentry's ankle and see what we needed to do. So on October 25th I called and set up an appointment for the next day at 10:00am. I was a little late leaving the house and felt like I was losing my mind. I had forgot to buckle in Ariana so I had to pull over and do that. I left my instructions of where I was going by the computer at home. So I called Joe and asked him to mapquest it and just leave up the instructions in case I got lost when I got there so I could just call him quickly and he could help me. We were only a few minutes away when Gentry started crying. I took him hungry so I could feed him during his appointment to hold him still so I didn't think anything of it. When I parked I decided to carry him on the front of me so I could have both hands free to push Ari in a stroller. So I reached back unbuckled him and pulled him in front of me. When I brought him in front of my face his pants were covered in blood on his right leg. So I grabbed Ari in one arm and him in the other and ran as fast as I could into the hospital. Luckily I was about as close to the Emergency Room as you can be from the parking garage. I put down Ari when I had a worker offer to help and ran him into the ER as fast as I could. By the time I got back there he had gone non-responsive. I put him down and stepped back and began to silently pray. I didn't even know what to think as they were working on him. I just held Ari, who was being such a good girl considering the circumstances, and called Joe as soon as I could because I was pretty sure he was not going to make it and called Holly to come and get Ari so she wouldn't have to be there during all of this. And then I just waited and prayed and watched as they kept working to save my baby's life. He was so strong and at one point looked up and smiled at one of the ER doctors. Silly boy:) When Joe got there he told me he had no idea how serious it was because his phone kept cutting out. By that time they had stablized him enough to take him to the OR to try and repair the artery in his leg. Joe gave him a quick blessing and we kissed him and they rolled him away. So we headed off to a private waiting room where we called family and prayed hard for our little boy. We knew either way he was happy and that actually brought us a lot of comfort. After about an hour and a half we got a call from the OR saying they were closing him up and they were able to tie off the artery and stop the bleeding. They were going to take him to the Pediatric ICU. We met them up there and got to kiss him and he looked at us and held our hands and that was the last movement we got to feel for 2-3 more days. Initially he had to be paralyzed and sedated to cool him and prevent swelling of the brain. Test after test came back normal. His kidneys function normal, his heart didn't swell from his cardiac arrest, his brain showed no signs of seizure activity. Slowly he came out of his medication and we celebrated as our baby woke up. And when he was finally awake he had tons of smiles for us to let us know he was okay. Over our 6 days in the hospital we felt very comforted and felt every prayer that was going out in Gentry's and our behalf. We are so thankful to a very capable staff that saved our sons life. For friends who have shown us so much love and support through this crazy experience. For Mimi and Papa for jumping a plane to be here and help us with our kids while we took care of Gentry. For Ella and Holly for all their help during that week. For all our other family who fasted, prayed and were willing to drop everything to help if they were needed. We are so unbelievable lucky to be surrounded by such wonderful and loving people. We are most thankful to our Heavenly Father who watched over us and helped us be at the right place at the right time and gave us this sweet miracle. This truly has been the worst and best experience of my life. I wouldn't want to do it again but I wouldn't give it up for anything. There is still a while before we will know exactly how this effected Gentry. But we will take whatever comes and thank Heavenly Father everyday that we still have our sweet Gentry with us.