Today is July 8th... I was taking care of Ami and Enoch today (Lori and Friday's two kids) so I am just not getting to post on my blog. To summarize some of my feelings I will write some of what I wrote in my journal last night:
July 7th, 2008"I will write more these coming days, but tomorrow is the three year mark since Parker's surgery where our lives changed forever... I feel numb and sad thinking it has been so long since I have held my son in my arms... I know I have learned so much from this trial... I feel so much more love in my heart. I love everyone (most of the time, haha)... my testimony of eternal families and God's plan has grown so much. I want to share my heart with everyone I can. At the same time that I feel this joy I also feel pain and sadness knowing it will be a long time before I can see Parker again. I am grateful for the times I have felt his spirit - he has a very distinct and powerful spirit and I always know when he is around. I usually feel him closest at the temple.
At the end of this month we will have a Family Reunion - the first MacArthur Reunion! I designed the shirt and on the back of the shirts for the grandkids it will say "Grandchild" and the number they are. Ever since Parker was born when we talked about doing reunions I always thought it would be cool to number the shirts of the grandkids and have a group picture with all their numbers and the children looking over their shoulders. I am still excited about the idea but very sad that #15 won't be in the group photograph...
I was just calculating... I do that a lot you know... that Tyler will be almonst eactly the same age when Lincoln is born as Parker would have been when Tyler was born! Crazy huh? Parker would have been 113 days minus three years of age. I am due to have Lincoln on Nov. 11th. If Lincoln was born on Nov. 1st Tyler would be 110 days minus three years of age. WOW! I love my boys so much!"
Below is the story I wrote before about our son Parker (
I updated a few parts reflecting Tyler to be more current)...:
"My husband and I have recently lost a child. It has been very difficult ... we just miss our little boy a ton and want to just hold him, teach him, and see him running around and learning again. With Parker being our first child we have found it is hard to go from being a parent and then have the parental responsibilities just stop. We now have another child, Tyler, who is now 2 years old. I was 2 months along when all of this happened with Parker.
Parker was born with aortic stenosis, narrowing in the aortic valve. As he grew, if the valve didn't grow with him, the pressure to get the blood through would increase which would put stress on the heart. So, when he was 8 days old they did a balloon procedure (angioplasty/catheterization) that went into an artery in his leg and up the artery to the aortic valve where they would stretch the valve to open it up. He had his second procedure when he was one year old. We went up for follow ups every three months at Primary Children's. Most people I know with this heart condition had this procedure done every 5+ years... but unfortunately Parker's wouldn't grow with him as well.
In June we saw a lot of symptoms of his heart narrowing again... sweaty, fast or heavy breathing, blue lips, sleeping more, etc... so we took him in early for tests. Sure enough the pressure in his heart was an 84.. the highest it had ever been. We were sad but we knew the drill... three weeks later, Friday July 8th, Parker went in for a same day angioplasty/catherterization surgery. The time was about 8:30 when they started the procedure. At 10:30 they called us in... there was a code blue. Parker's heart had stopped and they couldn't get it going even with CPR for about an hour. They got him on an ECMO machine, a bypass machine that would pump the blood from his heart and oxygenate it outside his body and cycle it back in. He was on this for 2 days. They did tests on his heart, kidneys, liver, etc and all looked great. They were cautiously optimistic because if there are problems with these organs it usually means there are problems with the brain as well.
Parker was in a coma the entire time. He never woke up. They got him off the ECMO on Sunday and came off of it very well breathing well, etc. We were hopeful. THey were slowly getting him off the medications etc hoping he would wake up. He didn't. On monday they did the telling test... the MRI... to see what type of damage there was to his brain. They took him in at 4:30pm and at 5:30 they gave us our results... catastrophic brain damage. Our little boy, just 20 1/2 months old, wouldn't be with us much longer.
On Wednesday we took him home. We took him off everything. We knew this was what God wanted. As sad as we were we understood too. He began to change, signs of severe brain damage... still unresponsive. We continued to hold him, cry, and just talk to him, trying to take in every last moment. Friday July 15th, at 11:51, he passed away. We no longer had our little man on this earth. It was hard.. it sucks really. No words to describe it. Even though you feel comfort to help make it through it we still struggle just wanting him to be here. With time it gets easier and harder at the same time. I do ok at times and other times I just want to cry or just talk to someone about him... i don't want to forget anything about him. I hope to never experience anything like this again. I don't know if I could handle it."
We are approaching the 3 year mark since Parker died.... too long... a lot of emotions I don't always want to face...