Today the docs finally gave in and let Ty have the bronchoscopy we’d been asking for since Friday. They thought he was too unstable, but we didn’t want any stone left unturned since they were telling us he is dying anyway.
Tyler shocked their socks off by coming through the procedure like the champ that he is! They feel they got a good sample from his lungs that we hope will tell them more about how to treat the infection. They didn’t find any plugs they could remove. Because they are quite convinced that Tyler is near the end of his life, I got to do something I only thought would be possible if he actually died.
They made room in his bed and let me climb in and lie next to him. No gown, no gloves, no mask. Just Tyler and me. The nurse left the room and drew the curtain. Those who know Tyler know the power of a Tyler-hug or a Tyler-snuggle. I’ve been deprived of these for over a month! I talked to him non-stop, interruption free, for 20 minutes. We covered ground from when I first found out I was pregnant with him all the way up to now. I tickled his arm, stroked his face, held his hands and drew incredible strength and comfort from him. I will never forget this gift his medical team gave me today.
Tyler is still gravely ill. Both lungs are severely damaged. He is bleeding internally again. There is no doubt he needs God’s intervention to survive. However, I have no doubt that God will intervene!