Incredible!!!
Day 345
2 nights ago, I was rocking Tyree and feeding him and of course praying for God to give me a vision or a prophetic dream. The last dream I had about Santana was when we were in the hospital. That dream was us on stage at church telling our testimony and Santana walking around stage showing off, with a limp in his right leg of course. I woke up scared and mad because he limped (stupid huh?). But my mom reminded me of Jacob in the Bible who wrestled with God and came out with a limp. And I have held onto the fact that Santana WILL walk again…but with a limp.
So finally! I had THE most incredible dream last night that made me never want to wake up. James and someone was in the kitchen talking sports and I was sitting in Santana’s room. Then he did what looked like his seizure where he pulls his body in and then he sat up, but flopped back down. Then he rolled him self over loose as a goose and then sat up. He was VERY unstable and so I grabbed a fish off his mobile and kept telling him to get the fish. Hit it. And he was batting at it. He flopped back down like a fish himself a few times. In the dream, I was so mad at everyone because I kept yelling to go in there but sports was more important…now you know how I feel about sports.
However, the next scene, I was taking my brother somewhere and Santana was walking with us but I had to stop next door to get my mom. I walked in and there was no sound. My mom says, “He is so tall!” (of all things…right?) and then I looked at our neighbor who was filled with tears. And then Reality struck and I got woken up to Santana coughing on his junk. But what an AMAZING dream it was! I am holding on to that. I still have butterflies from it.
Last night, Santana looked real lethargic and his heart rate was at 160ish. I took his blanket off and rolled him over and gave him motrin, thinking he was in major pain from the castings. But after 10 minutes, I took his temp. because he was red. He had a fever over 100. We kept rags on him and he did fine through the night. He started getting warm again this morning, but we gave him motrin right away. Tis the season. He also seems in pain for his new castings, which still have me in shock that his feet ever bent up.
Continue to pray for his recovery, I just have that feeling that it is coming. He is going to shock ALL of you one day. If he doesn’t, so my instinct was wrong. Either way, it won’t change the way I feel about him or my God. But I do have that instinct that the next big step, besides his feet, is coming. Especially when God is testing my faith. And yes, I do feel like Job in the Bible. And your right, he got angry at times too, but he held onto his faith. And that is what I plan on doing. I love God with all my heart and NOTHING can change that.
Barely, we budgeted ourselves just right, because who EVER plans on a tragic event to change your life. We do have a beautiful house that James worked his butt off to get us in and of course we drive nice cars, the advantage of working at a CAR dealership…discount. But when someone blindly judges us on OUR guestbook meant for POSITIVE encouragement, it ENRAGES me. FIrst of all, we only have 1 (ONE) Escalade. Never 2. When we bought that, we got it cheaper than a Tahoe. And why IN THE WORLD would we sell any cars that are paid off? Why would we make another car payment. That sounds a little crazy to me. With 3 kids, we need the room and can’t use a little budget car. Not when Santana’s car seat is giant…a medical car seat. As far as our house, we hate it right now. We would be better off living in a studio apartment since we all sleep in the same room anyway. 

On a better note! Santana did AWESOME with his next set of castings!!!! They are almost in a neutral position! He is gonna get through it! I just know his feet are going to get fixed. I know he will be able to stand someday! YAHOO! He did have a little breakdown, but nothing horrible. Nothing a little oxygen won’t fix anyway! The worst part for me was when they sawed off the other casts. It pretty much freaked me out. I don’t do well with that stuff.
I learned today that we really do live in a small world. If you look on the December ‘07 link, you will see Santa visiting Santana in the ICU last year…the authentic one…not the fake one. Well, today, we heard about a horse and carriage ride with Santa at a grocery store about a mile away from our neighbors. We were going to take Jett and Tyree (we had our nurse at the house today) but since Santana was awake, we took him too! What a blessing it turned out to be. This was the SAME Santa that was at his bed side bringing him a gift when the status of Santana was still iffy. Santa himself had an amazing story this last year, he had throat cancer and beat it. He lost well over 3 pints of blood from an artery erupting in his throat after that. He should never be talking, but he does.
He said to hold on to the positive about Santana. He really touched my life today. He still gives back to the community after all he has been through. Santana seemed VERY alert on our ride. I held Santana and Jett held Tyree, who slept the whole time. What a great time out with the family, even if it was a quick ride up the street.
I went to lay down with Jett at 4:30 and did not come down till 11:30. I would have to say that I was tired. Sorry to my friend Lainey, and my dad who was gone when I came back down. At least James was there to entertain. But then James went upstairs to get some good sleep and I could never go back down between Santana and his junk and feeding the baby. Thank goodness I got a good sleep in first.
But as far as the casting, with is feet dropped down like that for so long, his heel cord had shrunk up and need to be stretched out. We will not know his potential until those are stretched back out.
I love Santana to death and we would do ANYTHING for him, but it isn’t easy. And it is not fair for him to live this way, it isn’t fair for Jett and Tyree too. But this is the path God chose for us, for Santana.
So they said they would try serial casting or if that doesn’t work cutting the heel cord and if all else fails, baclofen pump. [does that confuse anyone else considering they are taking him off that medicine?] They told us to go home and research it because they know we are the researching type of people. We said we would consider the casting and next thing we know, we are getting his feet wrapped right then and there with fiberglass casts. I was nervous about it.
As for his hips. Not a good result. They are not even in the socket. We HAVE to have surgery for that. If we don’t, it can cause him BAD pain later and most likely, either way, arthritis. That is just upsetting. Not only does lack of oxygen hurt your brain function, but apparently your muscles and bones too. It can really destroy a little body, such as his. What would we do without insurance?
But I know it is the best for him.
Santana continues to improve everyday. We are so blessed to have a nurse that just adores him and spends time with him like it was her family member. It makes me feel so much better because it is hard enough not being able to hold him and being down in bed a lot and if not that, feeding Tyree. Guilt wants to settle in but knowing that his nurse is loving on him like we do makes me feel better.
Lori at the O2 Chamber has been telling us to see this one chiropractor that is in the natural vitamins and what not. I guess he has a good mix to take the edge off of the tone instead of the Baclofen. The crazy small world thing about it is that Lorili goes to the same chiropractor! He is a Christian and plays Christian music also! James and Marissa took Santana there yesterday and met Lorili there. He has a tool he runs up the spine (which is shaped like a C) and it shows where the fluid is and where there is build up. There is everything WRONG in the neck that he will start working with that.


