May 26 2010

The kids spent the night at moms, so I didn't need to worry about dropping them off. We headed to Lubbock to meet the specialist. My sister in law went with, she is a nurse. All the way up there I just thought about what this all meant. So much stuff was circulating in my head. From how sick will he be to will he even make it. From why us to why not us. From did I do something to cause it, was I not careful enough. So so many questions, and not alot of answers. We arrived and got in pretty fast. Did the usual things. Then it was time for the sono. It was 3D and Joseph looked wonderful. For a second I wished it weren't true. The Dr walked in and just the vibe he gave made me not like him. He was fine just not a dr tedford. So he did his flipping thru all the pics the nurse had already done of my sweet boy. Then checked a few things for himself. Then confirmed that Joseph had congenital diaphragmatic hernia. They took some amniotic fluid to check if it was a chromosome thing. If it was there was no chance for survival. If it wasn't his survival rate was 70/30, 60/40, or 50/50 all depending on how severe it would turn out to be. Then the nurse took us to a conference room. There the dr explained how serious it looked. What exactly it was, the differant types there are. They also set up my appointment with the surgeon. So much to process. We made a few stops then headed home. Of course there always has to be icing on the cake. We had almost made it home when pastor Dave pulled us over and informed us that the back tire was fixing to blow. He tried to change the flat but didn't know how to get the tire out from under the Yukon and I had no idea if there was even a jack in it. So he escorded us to what we thought to be a tire place but wasn't anymore. But the guy was nice and checked if he had a tire that would fit. He did. So we waited for him to change out the tire. I commented to Annie that it was a day to go home and cry my eyes out. She replied what for. That stunk:( she said we were blessed that pastor Dave had seen us and God would take care of us. I knew all of that but you still want to cry. The next day was isaiahs b-day we went to midland to mr gattis. It was a blast. Isaiah loved it. Afterward we went to moms for cake, batman of course. More to come.