Late on Friday afternoon, we turned Campbell’s distractors for the last time. Yeah! No more distraction! I am so thankful the turning is over as we could tell she was in pain at the end. She gained over three sonometers (centimeters) in depth behind her ears over two weeks, which is amazing. While her skull is not completely symmetrical, it’s more so than before surgery and now her brain has space to grow. Already, we’re seeing improvements in her alertness and vision. Her surgeons will attempt to correct some of the asymmetry during her next surgery at around eight to ten months.
Here is a progression photo showing part of the distraction process. The first photo was taken right after surgery (the back of her head is actually quite swollen), and the second photo was taken about a week into the distraction process. You can see the posterior part of her head beginning to extend. Since this was taken, Campbell has had one more week of turning, and under her incision is a three centimeter headband-shaped gap of bone.
Now, we patiently wait for the bone to fill in. The gap is under the skin, so it’s protected and held in place by the distractors. The hardware will stay in place for a couple more months, so we will have our “antenna girl” through the summer. We have an appointment tomorrow (Monday) with the CHLA team to check on her progress.
Last week, I attended an open house at Christian’s school. The teachers, staff, and families at St. Paul’s have been very supportive of our family and pray for Campbell often. Their support was quite evident when Christian’s teacher showed me the prayer-chain her students made last week. On each link, students wrote down their prayers and on many of them, Christian’s classmates had written that they were praying for Baby Campbell. May God hear the prayers of these children.
Over the weekend, I attended a Mother’s Day brunch for moms of special needs children at a local church. During the event, one of the women I met pulled me aside. Her daughter is an adult and she has taken care of her for decades. She said that over the years, she dealt with a lot of anger and believes I will as well. She told me I can’t take my anger out on the world, because the world won’t understand. Instead, she advised me to take my anger out on God, because He is big enough to handle it and can understand where I’m coming from. He can meet me where I am.
She’s right. Joel and I have been in this for mere months, and already, we’ve faced tremendous mounds of anger – more than either of us have felt before. If we allow ourselves to stuff the frustrations, they will fester and come out sideways on the people who don’t understand or deserve it. So we bring our anger to God – sometimes in a place of humble surrender; more often in a place to wrestle with Him over the unfairness of it all.
During that wrestle time, I have it out on the mats with God. Nothing is held back, and when the match is over, I’m exhausted and limping, but with a slightly different perspective, a better perspective. When I engage God with my true feelings, not just the nice ones, but all of my feelings, I find He is big enough to hold them and me with tender mercy. I give Him my frustrations, questions, and ignorance, and He gives me His grace, peace, and wisdom.
I went to college in Texas and there is an expression I heard used to describe some non-southern girls, “She’s a little rough around the edges.” Well, I’m a little rough around the edges these days; my soul is a little rough around the edges with anger, selfishness, and resentment. (Being tired certainly hasn’t helped any.) But God is softening my soul – through His love and acceptance, His grace and His mercy. All He asks is that I bring all of me to the mats and leave the rest to Him.