Tonight my wife & I sat down & decided it was the right time to be completely transparent with all the people following Dylan on the road to recovery. We were each going to write a post detailing what each of us have witnessed & felt during this most difficult time. My range of emotions have been on the widest of spectrums and it may take some time & many posts to convey everything I have experienced. First & foremost I must say that the power of Christ is real... If I was ever stubborn with the path HE has chosen I must say that will never again be the case. HE has shown his favor & grace throughout my sons illness & I will never forget the glory of God. I must also convey the fear of losing a child is a thought that had never once crossed my mind until this week. Anyone that knows me & sees how I interact with my boys knows they are my life.

During this ordeal, I knew I had to be strong for my wife so I was the rock my wife needed me to be. I did not cry-I remained positive- I never once projected my true feelings since I knew my wife would crumble if she knew how fragile my mental state actually was. I tried to maintain this stoic facade for as long as I could until I could no longer do it. Four days into this horrible experience, I was finally at my breaking point--throughout the entire day on Saturday I can only say I was there physically, because mentally I was no where to be found.. I told Ashley I was going to get some dinner & it may take a little bit because I did not know where I was going---so as I left the hospital I ended up driving to the most unlikely of places... I drove for 35 minutes until I made it to Robinson where the Tejun crew was setup & where my father-in-law was.. He was sitting in the truck talking to Tammy on the phone & I got in---there was a surprised look on his face and he immediately got off the phone & began to talk. In that moment, I could no longer maintain the "I'm good" facade and began to weep---uncontrollably. So much that I could hardly breathe... I did not realize how much pain I was holding onto until that conversation.. I must thank Joe for helping me past one of the most difficult moments of my life. The scriptures & the shoulder were truly a revelation that I will never forget. Which leads me to the next day--I already knew Dylan needed the surgery & had accepted that---I'm feeling fairly good. Until the surgeon brings the consent forms and starts to discuss the scenarios of the operation--I won't go into detail but let's just say--she rocked my wife & I to our very core... We were devastated & had hardly processed the information when Joe & Tammy walked in the room & immediately knew something was wrong. The power & faith of god truly gave them strength because they were able to console my wife & myself without conveying their own fears. Yet again, we prayed & trusted that God would take care of our little boy. At around 7-8 on Sunday I truly felt the presence of God ---all my worries & doubts were erased.. At that moment my worries & fears were removed from my heart & replaced with full faith in Jesus. At that instance, I knew everything was in Gods hands & it was going to be okay. I know the road to recovery is still a long & winding road, but with the power of Christ, we shall overcome any obstacle placed before us. I would like to sincerely thank each & every person that has supported this family & continues to do so. The spiritual outpouring from everyone has been an amazing sight & we praise Jesus for it. Thank you ---from the bottom of my heart & soul..Thank you!


This is a very simplified list of Dylan's illness:
Dylan came down with Flu A & on top of that he caught two more respiratory viruses---that in tune allowed pneumonia to form & causes a fluid build up on the outside of his left lung---the surgeons tried inserting a tube and removing with TPA injections---that did not work so they had to do a VAPS surgery with the possibility of a much larger surgery... Luckily the smaller surgery worked... He still has a severe case of pneumonia and now has an abscess on his lung... The poor boy has been put thru the ringer...