A lime green cast-the hip spica cast-and a broken femur. Andrew got hit by a car Wednesday morning. A bad day for him, us and the driver. But now, several days later, we can really thank God for his life and his recovery.
I think Devon and I have told the story hundred's of times, but for everyone to hear and see, I will retell it again. So that you know how lucky we are that he is still alive, at home and on the road to recovery:
Tuesday morning, after Andrew woke up and not seeing his Dad, insisted that he walk the dog with Dad the next morning. True to our word, Devon woke him up at 6am Wednesday morning to walk the dog. He stayed in his pajamas, put on a jacket and sandals and went outside. This particular morning was dark, and as usual there was lots of traffic in front of our house.
Cooper is in the habit of waiting for Devon to release him across the street so that he can use the bathroom and play catch. He, however was more excited this day and ran across the street without warning, Andrew running after him. There was a bus passing, so no one saw the car on the other side going the other direction. The driver, Efron was as startled as Andrew and stopped quickly, but not in enough time. Andrew was hit; to our relief, he never lost consciousness and was crying and yelling the whole time. Also, he was moving his head and waving his arms, wanting Dad to pick him up. Devon scooped him up and he and the driver came into the house. We got the information from the driver and right away I drove Andrew and Devon to the Children's ER. They stayed there and I went home to get the girls up for school.
The girls were scared and sad about Andrew. Grace said "Andrew is in Heaven" but I assured her he wasn't dead, but that he was really hurt. Faye was upset and kept asking," Why did Andrew run into the street?" as if he should know better and why would he cause her such pain in doing such a dumb thing.
With the help of friends and neighbors, the girls went to school, and I went back to the ER to stay with Devon and Andrew. Andrew looked bad, and neither Devon and I knew what was going to happen. They had taken x-rays of his leg and they showed a fractured femur. It made me cry at how badly it was broken, and how much pain Andrew must be feeling. He is so little! No child should ever feel that kind of pain! Devon and I had to comfort each other, we realized that we could have lost him, and that his injuries could have been so much worse.
That afternoon Andrew was admitted to the hospital. They put him in traction and then went to surgery for a cast. He had a closed-reduction procedure, which did not require any pins or cutting and was then put in a cast-lime green, his choice. After surgery he didn't feel very good, so they gave him a narcotic for pain and Valium for the muscle spasms.
Devon had a long night in the hospital and I went and got the girls from a friend's house and came home. We all slept together that night and had many prayers for Andrew.
The next day, since he seemed good, the pain was under control of meds and the trauma team released him from their care, he was good to go home. He came home, much to my relief and slept. He was glad to be home too. The doctors kept asking him the same questions over and over again, and the nurses kept checking vitals; now that he was home he could actually rest.
They delivered a wheelchair, which he really enjoys, and everyday has been better and better. We try to keep him happy and busy.
He will be in his cast for three weeks. His follow-up with Dr. Lyon the orthopedic surgeon will be next Monday and then we will find out what will happen in the coming weeks. For now, we will stay with him and hope for the best.
I pray continually for Andrew to heal. I am amazed at Andrew's faith. When he experiences pain, he asks for us to pray for him. I pray and thank God for my friends and family who have given me strength and comfort and I am overwhelmed with the love and service provided by so many.
If you are reading this, I hope you know that I love Andrew and are grateful he is my son. Devon and I are grateful to have our family. This bad thing has brought us closer together as a family and has really prioritized our time and activities.
Thanks to everyone for your help. We really appreciate it. God Bless you. Until next time,
Sonia XXOO
