So Brendan's father and I are trying to decide if SDR (Selective Dorsal Rhizotomy) is the right choice for Brendan. His father is all for it while I am nervous about it. It is not something you can take lightly. It is major surgery. Spinal surgery! I don't even know how I have gotten through all of Brendan's surgeries so far but I have so I know I can do it. :)
I need to for him. I know he will want to walk unassisted one day. I know he will want to look 'normal' and be like all the other boys. I know he won't want to rely on me every day (even if he loves it right now) so I need to do this for him. I know that but it doesn't make it any easier. I wish he could just say " Mom I want this" but he can't. Not yet anyway. How do you put your child through all that pain when they can't really understand why?
So that is my dilema right now. Life can be challenging that is for sure.
It was Thanksgiving day back in 2002. I was only 23 years old and my life forever changed on that day. I had a placental abruption and Brendan was born at 33 weeks. He lost oxygen during delivery due to incompetent care but was a fighter and turned 17 this year. My journey in life over the past 17 years took many turns I was not expecting but I try to stay strong and have my husband by my side even when I am not.
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To truly appreciate how far someone has come you must look back. I'm filling myself in on his story up until SDR :)
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