From Chris:
It’s been a while since we last posted. We hadn’t even posted about bringing Hudson back home but most of our friends and family either heard from us directly or through Facebook. We had enjoyed all the time we had with Hudson at home and I had been busy trying to fit back into the work routine. It was so nice to have him home under the same roof as everyone else and for all of us to finally be together.
Anyways, Gabby will fill in a lot of the details of the last month but I wanted to post about something recent. Tuesday night, Gabby called me upstairs shouting, “Kiddo, come upstairs… NOW!”. I went up and as I walked into Hudson’s room, I saw her looking over him in his crib. I walked into the room and once I could see in the crib and that she had the oximeter (measures oxygen saturation % and heartrate) and while typically high 80’s percent and a heartrate of 120bpm while he’s sleeping, that night it was different. His heartrate was dropping to 70’s and back up to 120’s in a few seconds but he looked peacefully asleep… I went to get the stethoscope and started to listen around his heart and as I listened… and listened…. I was just thinking to myself, “really?….. this can’t be right… hmmm…. no…. what are we gonna do?… how am I going to tell Gabby without a seriously concerned look on my face…”. I took off the stethoscope after a few minutes and had to tell Gabby the bad news… I said, “I think his heart is beating irregularly again” and then let her hear it herself… After a phonecall with the cardiologist we decided we were going to bring him in to BC Children’s. Hudson was walked through Emergency without having to wait (the cardiologist always preps them for when we get there as we get to go straight into a room without waiting), Hudson started to vomit and went extremely pale and did not look well at all. After getting him on the monitor, I couldn’t believe my eyes, he was at a heartrate of 230 again and it was all too familiar…… After a short period of time, they moved him to PICU and began talking about the starting the gauntlet of medications.
I needed to sleep but Gabby and her supermom strength always manages to stay by his side faithfully through it all. I just cannot compete with that, ever. I am always amazed at how she can do it! I will be in the room and she’s right there cradling him or half-holding him while he’s in the crib and she’s sometimes half asleep in the most awkward position imaginable…. but she’s there……..
After juggling the kids between Gabby’s parents, my mom and Adriana (Gabby’s sister who watched Hudson for a long shift as well. Thank God for a wonderful sister-in-law), fast forward to today and Gabby and I were in Hudson’s hospital room and we were staring at his monitor and we looked at each other and half-smiled, didn’t say anything but we both knew we were concerned… It was this moment that I wanted to talk about. Gabby’s eyes started to tear up and the words, “Kiddo, I don’t even know how to pray anymore” rang in my ear and an overwhelming feeling went up from my neck to top of my head. I didn’t know what I was feeling right then but I immediately tried to shake off whatever it was I was feeling… Trying my hardest to keep my composure and sort through my head as to what I could say or do, I just asked her to sit with me. I held her close and hugged her tight… my eyes welled up and as I listened to the familiar beeps and hospital noises, I opened my mouth not knowing what was going to come out, “you have been praying properly…… we just have to be patient” …..
Hudson is to be dedicated this Sunday, November 14th @ 10:00am at our church, Maple Ridge Alliance Church and we are going to try our hardest to get him there even if it’s for a few hours.
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