An Emotional Weekend, With Some Sports
It didn’t quite go as planned.
Not only this weekend, but this time 1 year ago as well.
Yeah California Chrome didn’t win the Belmont, there goes drinking money for the next three months. (I know nothing about horses).
Rangers lost a couple more players, Roughneck and Mitchy Mitch. It’s the only thing consistent right now.
Lebron didn’t cramp up again, and Dwyane Wade’s limbs didn’t fall off (unfortunately).
Those things were on my mind, but more so was my daughter Lucy.
If you don’t know the story, I’ll reset quickly.
Last year on June 7th Lucy Drue Mageors came into my family as the third kid I brought into the world. June 9th , she was rushed to Children’s Medical Center in Dallas because of seizures. She was there for 14 days. It was 2 weeks of hell.
The Children’s staff was phenomenal, and to this day I think they saved her life.
From what we understand she suffered serious brain trauma from a lack of oxygen – and the lack of oxygen to her brain caused seizures. We still don’t know what triggered the occurrence.
Our entire world was put on hold for 14 days.
Fortunately we have a number of family members who live in DFW. When I say that, I mean our entire family lives primarily right here except for my sister-in-law who works at St. Jude in Memphis, where she works to save lives.
Our family took care of the older two boys while we slept little and worried a lot in the NICU at Children’s.
Slowly, Lucy began making progress but with each milestone met, there were questions and concerns.
After 14 days we were able to take our baby girl home for the second time.
Still she had brain trauma and we had a whole new world of questions before us.
Would she walk? Would she crawl? Would she love? Would she talk? Will she ever be able to pick up a rattle?
For the first time in my life, I had no answers, common sense, logic….nothing just a blank page. It was literally the most helpless I have ever felt.
Since then, we’ve been lucky enough to watch her grow, and progress.
She’s learning to walk. When she stands up in her bed after nap she reaches up for me and says “dada.”
When I hold her she hugs me.
I have no clue what the future will bring for her, but I will do everything in my power to give her a chance at success.
So over the weekend, while all of my favorite summer sporting events were in high gear, my attention was turned to a newly minted 1-year-old girl who was smashing her face into a little cake just her size.
She looked up at me and smiled. The smile she gives me every day. The smile she shows to strangers at restaurants and when she’s watching a Rangers game with me on the couch.
Maybe things didn’t start out as I planned for her, but the way things are right now seem exactly the way they are supposed to be.
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