One year ago today, at exactly 9:20 p.m. I got the call that every parent prays they will never get. Last year we had no Christmas, as it was spent in the ICU watching this young man struggle to save his life. It was the worst challenge I have ever had to endure as a momma, but...that is not what this post is about. This post is an update, one year later.
Mark today...
Re-entered college and just finished up a semester. His experience in the hospital opened up an interest in the medical field and he wants to be a Respiratory Therapist. He is hoping to be accepted into the program in 2 more semesters. He is back to work part time at his old job, but it is pretty physical and is proving to be a little difficult. However, he is very strong willed and will probably work through the Christmas season and beyond until something more feasible works out.
Marks broken back healed as expected and should get stronger with time. He now lives with what is called Short Bowel Syndrome after loosing so much of his intestines. He takes daily medicine for this and has made many adjustments in his diet. The hardest setback has been his foot. Mark lost all the tendons in his right foot. He used this foot to brace the impact during the car accident and this tore every tendon, because of the immediate internal concern, his foot wasn't even acknowledged for weeks. He begins his day with moderate pain and has to be consistent with physical therapy. He still walks with a slight limp and occasionally has to use a cane, but I just know that we will find the right doctor who will give us hope about some kind of restorative surgery. I just know it. Medical science is amazing and with his new exposure to the field, I know he will be directed to the right physician. The best thing about Mark is his attitude. He is very positive about the entire experience and this makes me proud everyday of the year. He is my hero...because now, when I am having a rough go of it, I think of Mark and find encouragement.
Mark became kind of a Blog Celebrity during that time, as I
chronicled the events of every day. He was our Christmas story of hope and the situation fostered our belief in Christmas miracles. Because of the blogging community, God in this vast Universe was bombarded with prayers and requests. Mark's story spread like wildfire and many of you were a part of that and I whole heartily say...
Y Thank You & God Bless You
Christmas Miracles Do Come True !
only angels grace the little tree