His surgeon stopped by a while ago to see how he was doing. He was also able to show us some x-rays of Elijah’s new hips… We’ll, they’re not new but you know what I mean.
His new hips.
“I hate my legs”
That was one of the heartbreaking quotes I saw in my text messages this morning.
The day of. Part 5
We’re in our private room now. Up on the 9th floor with a great view of South Phoenix.
The day of. Part 4
He’s out of surgery. We met with the surgeon and everything went well. We’re in the recovery room now where he’s still sleeping off the anesthesia. I’m posting a little video below where you may or may not be able to hear him snoring. He’s very peaceful right now. We’ll see how he feels once he wakes up. Thank you all for your prayers and thank God everything went well!
The day of. Part 3
He’s in surgery.
The day of. Part 1.
I’ll be posting throughout the day, so here’s #1.
The day before.
So, you’d think that maybe as the surgery got closer, Elijah would get a bit more anxious about it. But no, he didn’t. I’m not going to complain about that at all, though.
We wanted to make the day special in some way, but at the same time we were quite worried about messing anything up, so we also wanted to be quite cautious. In the end, the day was pretty normal. Continue reading “The day before.”
And he’s off!
Today, Elijah got his wheelchair!
Want to help?
This may actually be the hardest post I’ve typed yet! Ok, I know there’s only 5 posts, but still.
Honestly, I don’t like asking people for help. Maybe it’s just a guy thing? But I also don’t like people making a fuss over me or over my family. Julia feels the same way. It’s just hard to accept the kind of help/generosity/attention that people want to give. That sounds horrible, right? But it’s just something that we struggle with. We don’t want people to feel like they have to give us something or do something for us. We don’t want to seem greedy or to cause any type of hardship or burden for anyone else. For some reason, we feel like we should be going it alone, or at least mostly fending for ourselves and making it all work somehow.
But too many people love us and care for us to just let us go this journey alone. People want to help. They want to share this burden with us. They want to do… something. Continue reading “Want to help?”
Walking with Elijah 