Follow me on my daughter's journey to recovery after a sudden medically unexplained hypoxic brain injury, her 16 months of recovery, and her sudden cardiac arrest that eventually took her life. This is about my beloved Brenna and a mother's reflections while she was ill and after her loss. God has sent me on a journey to use her story to help and educate others. The opinions on this blog are based on 6000 hours spent with My Brenna over a 16 month period.
Playing Dress Up
Brenna wearing Mama's hat.
Friday, July 13, 2012
The FIRSTS
When we have a loved one who suffers a brain injury, we are amazed anew whenever we see the firsts again.
The first look.
The first sound.
The first time they relax because WE are there to keep them safe.
The first rise in blood pressure because they hear US.
The first time they raise a finger or hand.
The first time they shed a tear.
The first kick.
The first time to try to get out of bed alone.
The first time they rub a spot on their body that is sore.
The first step.
The first word.
We have so many firsts to look upon with amazement and wonder.
I wouldn't have missed those firsts for the world. I love my Brenna more and more each day. I love her now, more than ever before.
The medical profession doesn't accept those firsts. But WE know. Our hearts know. We know when we are seeing the amazing power of God creating a miracle in front of our very eyes.
And for those of us who love, we wouldn't have missed it for the world.
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