I drove and prayed. Four hours later I walked down the hall toward the shock trauma unit. The hallway and waiting room were filled with friends and acquaintances. I felt the power of prayer and love as I walked by but couldn't speak. I walked into the unit and into the room where he layed surrounded by the trauma team. My family was at my side. I saw what I had expected..my beautiful son laying there on life support. Severe head injury, collapsed lungs, broken collar bone and scapula. They had performed a craniectomy and bilateral chest tubes. I was asked if we wanted clergy. i said yes. Several of are friends are pastors and they appeared at his side. The surgeon asked how far I wanted to go with this and that there was really no point. It was then that I put it all in GOD's hands. I laid my head on his chest and prayed. My husband said to the surgeon , You do all you can , he is our son!" The team went to work and so did GOD.
Now today he is off life support, follows commands, sheds tears when he sees me and tries to communicate with us. He has a trach temporarily and can't talk but we can read his eyes. Today a song Jesse and I decided a several months ago was our song came on the CMT station. Rascal Flatts..I Won't let go. We listened and I kissed him and said this is our song and I love you. His reaction was delayed but that too is improving. His reaction was both arms came up and he pulled me close and hugged me like only a son can do for his mother with so much love. He has one procedure to go thru Tuesday then we plan to go to Shephard in Atlanta for rehab hopefully Wed. We have a long road ahead of us but I want to ask you all to continue to pray for him and to thank you all for everything."
I took this from Tamara's facebook...I haven't had a moment to gather my thoughts and post. This is a start because sometimes with me, words fail.But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds,' declares the LORD, Jeremiah 30:17.
Nise.

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