Dalton hagle medical bill

Dalton Tyler hagle was in a very serious motorcycle accident on Tuesday September 24. Dalton is very sick. We could use all the prayers we can get right now. He sustained major head trauma and has a severe brain injury. He was brought to OU trauma center and they performed a craniotomy and left the bone flap off to allow the brain room to swell without further damage. He has moved and opened his eyes but he is not yet responding to direct commands. This is already more than they were expecting at this point. Time will tell. Dalton hagle is making amazing progress. We are 15 days in to the recovery journey and he is working as hard as he can. Dalton is now responding to commands with hand signals. He is squeezing hands and giving thumbs up. He still has his tracheotomy tube in but we are working to get that taken out so he can try and say words when he is ready. He is making strides everyday. Although dalton has a long way to go everyday is a blessing and the amount of support and prayers he and his family have gotten is just amazing. Thank you to everyone that is following daltons journey with us and lifting him up in prayer!! Day 41 update on Dalton Hagle: HE WALKED TODAY! He was also accepted into the inpatient rehabilitation hospital. They will be moving him tomorrow. Today was a great day! As I sit here, thanking God for the blessings of the day, I can’t help but reflect on this journey. 41 days ago, we were standing in what seemed like a hopeless place. When I got the call from the neurosurgeon that night he said to me, “Dalton doesn’t have 20 minutes to wait for you to get here to provide consent. If I don’t get him into surgery now to stop the bleeding, he will die. But you need to understand, if I get him into surgery now, it is likely that he could die.” There is no question, the odds were not in his favor. Dalton had a 12mm midline shift. The significance of that number is more than I can comprehend even now. I can’t begin to express how thankful I am that I was raised in a family of faith. On the way to the hospital that first night, I didn’t expect my son to be alive when I got there. I didn’t have hope. What I had was faith. Faith that if God did choose to take Dalton, He knew what he was doing. Faith that if He chose to let him live, He knew what He was doing. Faith that either way it went, He would provide whatever I would need to survive. I laid my son as well as myself at His feet and I let go. I still don’t have a firm grip on where we are much less where we will wind up. But I know that God is good and faithful and if we will give Him the chance, He will provide blessings.  This has been the most excruciatingly beautiful spiritual journey of my life. I still don’t know exactly how much of Dalton we’ll get back. He may never be exactly as he was before. But I do know, unequivocally that we are not standing alone in the fire. God has a perfect plan for our lives. I trust Him. I have learned that there is extraordinary beauty in the depths of the valley if you allow yourself to see it. When Dalton laughs, I can almost see the hands of God resting on my son. And I am thankful. The hard work will begin tomorrow. Please, lift Dalton up every chance you get over the coming days. He is short tempered and lacking patience already. This next phase could be excruciating. Today, Dalton walked. Today, I found hope. #prayfordalton