Being a parent of a toddler can be a rewarding and challenging stage in any parent’s life. To be a parent of a temporarily disabled toddler is an even more heartfelt time consuming experience, especially life in a full body cast.
My son Skully is three years old and has already had two surgeries and still has two more to come within the next six months. Having heart surgery at the age of five months was a huge deal for our family, bringing my partner and I closer together through a deeper strength of love and hope. What we thought would be the only surgery in his lifetime, was just the beginning.
Being so young and resilient he quickly began healing and learning how to crawl after the heart surgery, yet it took him a lot longer than “normal” to start walking. Concerned, I noticed his feet turning in so I took him to his doctor. His doctor x-rayed him and right away we found out that he now also had hip dysplasia, in not just one, but both of his hips.
When the doctor told me that he needed surgery on both his hips everything became a blur. I didn’t want to believe that we all had to go through another surgery again. When I got to the car I balled the entire ride home. But, in that moment of confusion there was one thing that I knew for sure. We had to do what was best for my little mini me.
It took me a few months to grasp the concept of more operations and see the greater good in these next years to come. Joey and I had just started two new businesses. I was confused on how all of this and the rest of life would be able to unfold successfully. Trusting that it would I realized that this was actually a blessing in disguise. Instead of working all the time, like I would have been doing, I was spending my time with my son helping him heal, blossom and grow.
With the initial shock behind us, I began researching the best times astrologically to have the surgery done. Carefully sorted out, with my friend’s help, we saw the crystal clear vision for Skully’s healing and mending process.
The day came, expecting a six hour surgery turned into a nine hour surgery. I sat right outside the surgery room door creating the deepest most magical light beams of thoughts and prayers. During that moment a rainbow appeared in the sky in front of me. I knew it was a sign from the angels that everything was going to be well. We all knew the procedure was not an easy one. Skully’s leg bone was going to be cut and shortened and a new hip was going to be created with a plate. With the first surgery behind us a new set of challenges awaited back at home.
We returned to Haiku with a three year old in a hard body cast covering from the under arm to the tip of the toe. This was how the next three months was going to be at home. Skully already having a high body temperature, due to his heart, caused the poor little guy a constant sweat thus creating a bad skin rash. We were only able to rub his head, so we began cranial sacral therapy on him. Some days we had to do this all day long to ease his constant pain. With only being able to snuggle his arms and head we learned lots of new tricks to begin the extra loving and care taking process of our full body casted child. His little friends would come over and the visits helped him to feel normal again, like life is still going on as it is, just only in lay down form. Thank goodness for all of our family and friends’ support.
Skully knows now what is happening with him. He is understanding it more and more everyday. When we play together in Imaginationland we go on adventures about how we run through fields and climb giant trees. He then pauses and looks at me and says, “ No mommy I can’t yet, I need a new leg,” and then continues playing like nothing has ever fazed him. He shows me resilience every day. Being with Skully reminds me that every day is made for the power of healing, the power of being and becoming the best we can be by believing in the power of our inner abundance.
Image Credit: Madeline Perry