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Life hits... are we ready?


We have had an adventurous 24 hours. While I was at school yesterday Rachael called sounding very panicked. Her, let's just say for the sake of the story, boyfriend, Drew (who might I add that we all just love!) was in a snowboarding accident and was rushed down the mountain, in an ambulance, to St. Mark's hospital. He called Rachael en route to tell her not to worry, but honestly how could she not? Such a sweet silly boy. :o)

Drew asked his dad and Mark to give him a blessing so I skipped class, we asked friends for help with the younger girls, and we drove up to the hospital. I am sure that he was anxious to see Rachael and she did such a great job of being strong for him. The initial prognosis was good, he had a small fracture in his L1 vertebrate. The later prognosis was not as good. After getting a CAT scan and looking at the film the specialist told Drew that he was lucky to not be paraplegic. From what I understand (somebody correct me if I am wrong) he shattered the bone and the only thing holding his back together is the tendons on either side.

As his parents finished talking with the doctor, Drew was pretty visibly upset, I teared up, and Rachael was the epitome of strength all the way up until the moment that I started tearing. We held it mostly together up until the moment that we walked back into the waiting room and then of course my sweet baby's tears flowed. It was a tender moment as a mom and dad as we held her tight and reassured her.

Rachael was back at the hospital by 10 this morning and has been there ever since. The doctors are doing everything they can to not do surgery but we will not know for sure if that will be the final outcome for a few more hours. The thing that holds his family and ours together is our faith. Drew was given a beautiful blessing that promised him he would be healed and walk again but was told that it was predicated upon his faithfulness and the faithfulness of those in the room. Such a good reminder to all to rely upon He who gives us all and is so merciful and loving.

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RSCE said…
How scary. Hope he gets better. If Rachael wants somewhere to stay instead of going back and forth she is welcome to stay here, we are really close to there.
3/06/2010 7:41 PM
Shelly said…
That made me tear up too. My prayers are with all of you. I can't imagine how I would feel if that happened to Jason. Thanks for the reminder to stay faithful.
3/17/2010 9:23 AM
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