Baby Graham Update By David E. Crosby, Papa and Pastor 7:30 a.m., October 26, 2013 Happy birthday, Rebekah, the mother of Miracle Graham! She had her own setback, I recall, during her crawling stage when uninformed parents and a clueless exterminator combined to poison her. She did not have fleas, however. Rebekah was sick for a weak, ingesting the poison from the floor by crawling then sucking her thumb. She was on a fast track to walking when it happened. She rewound about a month, but she was wiry and determined and overcame her overseers’ shortcomings. Graham has that same grit in his character. He worked at play yesterday at Children’s Hospital until he was so tired he just couldn’t hold his head up anymore. He stopped and dropped, maybe for 30 seconds, caught a second or third wind, and went after those blocks again. Everything goes straight to his mouth for analysis—and to see if it helps his hurting gums. He is a 10-month-old, after all, and those tiny teeth keep breaking through no matter how much water you swallow. He has appointments twice a day with four different rehabilitation specialists. When he ended up in occupational therapy I was a little perplexed. I’ve been after any one of the grandkids to specialize in geriatric psychiatry so as to minister to their grandpa. This was not the direction they went with Graham, however. Still working on brick-laying and color-scheming—construction skills, I would guess. The therapists are all amazed at Graham’s condition and progress. They were expecting something entirely different, they told us. They decided to try another EEG on Graham yesterday, but no results are in yet. They have in mind an early weaning process from the seizure medication, I am told. The dosage comes in two red syringes and is administered by mouth over fierce protests, yelps, and coughing (Graham, not the nurse). The grim routine made such an impression on his brother, three-year-old Brady, that he prays every night now for Graham who “doesn’t like his red medicine.” Graham has always had a great laugh. Since about six months old he could laugh non-stop with his brother and sister over any little thing. They would laugh antiphonally, and the hilarity would escalate until someone was too exhausted to take their turn. Graham’s laugh and sparkle are beautiful to hear and see. His blonde hair is long and stands up in a cowlick you can flick back and forward and never flatten. Physicians may consult today about the seizure meds. We also expect a collaborative consultation Monday to determine Graham’s course of treatment. Continue to pray for good results. Graham is sitting up by himself now, yesterday’s surprise, but he is not crawling yet. He has not vocalized his version of his mother’s name as he did before, so we are waiting to hear more diversification in his speech. He is devouring his food and even tried some soft solids yesterday with no problem. We want him home, of course, so his family can return to a predictable and secure rhythm of life. We need rest for weary parents (and grandparents) and strength to execute a variety of transitions precipitated by his accident and its aftermath. Your prayers have made all the difference. God is evident in every move and sound Graham makes. If you do it to the least of these, Jesus said, you’ve done it unto me. So many people have offered Graham so much more than a cup of cold water. They have poured their best work, their deepest love, and their greatest faith into this little boy. God is at work through it all, in grace and mercy taking our feeble efforts and weaving them into this beautiful healing process.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Oct 2013 15:42:49 +0000
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