Update about travel buddy family's son's surgery

I know that many of you have been praying for little "G" who was adopted along with Wyatt and that you were aware that he had his surgery this past week. I just received an email from his Mom and wanted to post some of it here for you to read. He had an above the knee amputation to eventually allow him to have a fully functioning prosthetic leg. Here is a few of her own words.

"The first night was very hard as once the nerve block wore off, he was in severe pain. With the pain came fear unlike any other I have seen. I looked into his eyes and saw my little boy in outrageous pain frosted with utter panic and fear. His eyes darted in terror and his body trembled with agony. He could not form words and he flailed his arms in the direction of his right femur. His oxygen saturation dropped to the 70s and he turned ashen. His nurse quickly flew out the door to retrieve some additional pain medication (the big guns) to place in Braxton’s IV. I asked Braxton if he would like for me to pray for him as I really had no idea what else I could do. Evidently the nerve blocker had worn off and our room was full of the demons of pain, fear, and uncertainty. Braxton shook his head “Yes” I prayed as Braxton tried to gain self-control. His eyes were full of angst and worry while his body was assaulted by the ugly monster called pain. As the nurse came back into the room, he worked rapidly like an experienced superhero not getting his cape caught in any of the monitors and medical equipment. Soon strong pain medication was fighting its way up through Braxton’s IV tubing and into his veins. I stroked Braxton’s cheek and whispered comforting words into his ears. He looked deep into my eyes and I could see that he was looking to me for the strength that he was battling to find. As his eyes locked with mine, I knew that as he needed courage, faith, hope, and love reflected back to him. In the dark and cold of this hospital room, I needed to trust Jesus in this moment so that Braxton could find comfort in my resolve. Though the atmosphere was chaotic and even scary, I dug deep and boldly told Braxton that everything was going to be okay. I reminded him that we could trust Jesus and that Jesus would hold him closely in his arms to get him through this difficult time. Braxton’s eyes continued to lock with mine and I could see the courage begin to seep into him. He began to settle and the crying ceased. Like a soldier confidently loading and preparing his gun for battle, Braxton grabbed his little flashlight and clicked it on. He reached for his favorite soft, comforting stuffed animal, MingMing the monkey. He clutched his blanket and confidently put his oxygen mask back on. He sat there in the dark of the night with me and with his little flashlight in his hand beaming light into the dark room, he said with resolve, “I am going to be brave.” Despite my best efforts, tears rebelled and came rushing down my face. I kissed him on the forehead and said, “Yes, buddy! Jesus is here with us and this is hard...but you can choose to be brave. You can feel frightened and you can be in pain and you can still be brave. I am so proud of you!” It was a rough night, but one that I will never forget. In the dark of the night, Braxton learned to trust Jesus to a whole new level."

Braxton is now home doing well and is recovering in a body cast. He will have stitches and cast off about 2 weeks and will have his first evaluation for a prosthetic leg. Please continue to keep them in your prayers. We are so blessed to be a part of this amazing transformation in these little guy's lives!