Riley's Road: Who She Is

This post is about our Riley girl and who she is.

Last Thursday I received a call from our Nero doc to bring Riley in first thing in the morning that next day. I knew something big was about to happen. Worried, anxious and full of dread, I hit my knees and prayed that Port would be calling soon. When he didn't, I wrote him to let him know I was taking Riley in and why.

After sitting in the Nero waiting room for 20 min a nurse came to tell me our doctor was running an hour late due to some emergencies at the hospital he was dealing with. I asked her why we were here, explained the call I had gotten and one look said it all. "Come with me dear, let's get you in a room for some privacy." She handed me form after form with Riley's name and birth date but I could understand none of them. They were full top to bottom with medical terms, one after another, doctor lingo. I cried from fear which seemed to be taking over quickly and then pulled it together to go back to the waiting area so Riley could play while we waited for the doctor.

I don't know how much time passed before our doctor came into the waiting room, gave me the same look the nurse did and escorted me into another room. Sitting there, in a cold and sterile room, without my husband, holding these forms was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. For nearly 26 months Port and I have prayed without ceasing for answers for our girl, that someone could make sense of what she deals with. Finally it was coming to that but I was terrified.

I felt like I was in a fog, I could understand nothing, I could hear nothing. Until suddenly it came together and began to make sense. I asked the doctor to repeat to me what he was saying numerous times. I was mad, I was so very mad. Why Lord? Why our girl? Why after so long of fighting do we find this out just after our 3rd deployment has started?

"A long road ahead of her, time will tell, there is more testing to be done, more therapies, I can no longer treat her, you will get thru this, I can't give false hope, I don't want to alarm you, we're going to fight for her." All things he said to me. I only wanted to know if I did it. Did something happen in the pregnancy I should have seen or noticed? Did I miss something once she was born? Did I not fight other doctors hard enough when I told them all something was wrong? I know that "it" isn't my fault but haven't totally understood it either.

We don't want Riley known for a diagnosis, for her struggles, therefor, we will continue to give and respect her privacy as best we can. Those closest to us know what needs to be known.

Riley isn't going to just get better. There is no therapy, no surgery, no specialist that can take this or even ease it. Perhaps that's the hardest part of it all. I took the best organic prenatal vitamins we could afford during my pregnancy, I was on bed rest for much of it. She is fully vaccinated as are all of our kids, she's never been to childcare outside of her church class and a very few trusted friends/family. She was breastfed exclusively for 13 months and has taken an organic liquid vitamin for infants and other supplements to help her tiny body since she was far younger than she is now. I am extremely cautious about who is allowed around her, who she plays with and the kids in her classroom and have no problems removing her from situations and others when I don't feel she is safe or that she is at any risk. She gets sick like any other child but we take extreme caution in keeping her well as best we can. She has seen all of the best doctors in CO, she has been in the 2 top hospitals in the nation. She wears the best diapers, eats the best groceries and the best medical care money can buy. That being said, it doesn't matter much when your child isn't healthy. It's hard to know that very little to nothing you do can or would change anything you deal with now.

We've taken the last week to grieve and praise at the same time. We've let it sink in though some days it doesn't seem real. While we are so heartbroken at what can't be fixed, that all we've done hasn't helped, we praise our Father in heaven for His answers. For such a time as this, He has chosen to allow us to know. We have answers and I'm sure many more are to come but we have some answers. We have a diagnosis and we have the attention of the military and some doctors.

Riley is fearfully and wonderfully made just as Psalm 139 tells me. The God that I love, I live for and serve doesn't mess up. He made Riley just as she is for a divine reason. She is perfect in His image and quite perfect in mine as well. While she has had to endure much more than any 26 month should have too, I know that it could still be so much worse. It isn't terminal or life threatening, we just have to fight different. It doesn't change who Riley is and who we are. She belongs to the Lord and she is a precious gift to me, one that I don't deserve. Our faith doesn't waver but strengthens as we see that we are equipped for this. Our love for her and each other doesn't shrivel up but takes over and pushes us to fight harder.

It would be so easy to feel abandoned in this. It would be so easy to blame God, to blame doctors for what has been missed until now. I could even blame the lab results that came back, changing our lives with the same proof over and over. I can blame the symptoms, people, you name it. But there is no peace there for me.

We are so blessed to have Riley just as she is. We are so unbelievably blessed that God has chosen us to be her parents. It's hard at times, but on the hard days I try hard to remember this. Raising a special needs child is hard. It's no cake walk. People don't get it and some don't care. They don't take the same precautions you do and they lack at times in consideration for our child. But that's ok because in the midst of this storm I can see Him. I know that my God has a tight grip on my hand and He is leading me every single day in Riley's care, in parenting our big kids and in every other aspect of my life. He is gracious to me to give us wisdom, He is blessing us so much in meeting our every need and granting us peace when we want to panic.

She's Riley and God is doing great things thru her:)