Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Today we returned to Sick Kids Hospital for another follow up appointment - this one for a blood clot that had been discovered in Lydia's right arm in late May. An ultrasound completed today showed that the clot is still there, albeit slightly smaller, but since it is in a superficial vein, and it has not caused any alarming symptoms, and it has not grown, there is no concern or need to return to the Thrombosis clinic.  We check off another medical issue from Lydia's list!
Prior to Lydia's afternoon appointments, as a family, we went up the CN tower. In May and June, when we stayed at Ronald McDonald House, we regularly enjoyed the beautiful view from our room, of the CN tower.  We had a clear view of the entire tower that was framed by trees, and many nights, we would watch the lights on the tower before going to bed.  During these times, we dreamed of being able to go up the tower as a family. We thought it would be years before we could experience this together, but, by the grace of God, we were wrong. We enjoyed our time there together today. The boys loved the glass floor, and the speed at which the elevators zipped up the tower. They were even ready to do the sky walk! Perhaps another day. It was a quiet day at the tower, so it was perfect for Lydia.
At Sick Kids, we connected with Ryan, Lydia's Physio Therapist.  When I introduced her to him (because she has no memory of anyone at SickKids), she said "Hello Ryan, it is nice to meet you."  He responded by saying, "Hello Lydia, it is nice to hear your voice!"  He had never heard her speak before!  He treated her for 5 weeks, taking her to the gym, casting her feet, and doing exercises with her, but during this comatose time, she was silent, unable to speak.
This brings perspective at the end of a long day; a day where, towards evening,  Lydia was having trouble coping.  The noise, the smells, the lights of the big city were overwhelming to her.  She wanted to never, ever, have to return to Toronto again! While nearing home she stuck her hands and nose out the the window and declared that she had finally found air fit to breathe! She was happy to return to the comfort of home.  Lydia has come so far.  She has recovered incredibly from the  comatose patient that lay in Sick Kids for eight weeks.  Yes, we see too, today, how far she still must come, but we look back with gratitude on her journey of recovery so far.
Philippians 1:6  ... that He who began a good work in you will be faithful to carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. 
We trust Him for the full measure of his divine work in our precious Lydie bug.