Update 2 - Carly is recovering well. River remains in critical condition


After my first post I realized I said very little about Carly. She is doing well all things considered. She is recovering from the c section and her postpartum high blood pressure is now under control. She is in pain physically, but nothing more than expected. However, nothing prepares you for the ebbs and flows, the ups and downs, the twists and turns of this terrible nightmare of a mental roller coaster we are on. I’ve encouraged her to write some of her feelings down. I hope to share them soon. 


We anguish. We Lament. We Grieve. Things are happening so fast. I’m mad. Ticked. I’m confused, but strangely resolute. I kissed her forehead and it was cold, Almost lifeless. I felt a cocktail of juxtaposed emotion: anger, fear, confidence, sorrow. I have nothing or no one to focus my anger toward, but why focus on anger. I have a huge family and their support, and the support of many friends is encouraging. We honestly don’t have enough time to truly cope with what is happening right now. Please send all the good encouragement you can.

As for River, The original therapy appeared to be working well, but the doctors must treat symptoms as they arise. A potential complication of the hypothermic therapy for HEI includes difficulty clotting. As a result River developed a brain bleed. She has to be transferred from Northside Gwinnett to Scottish Rite in Atlanta in order to get the best possible care. 


They are rewarming her now in preparation for brain surgery. It takes 7 hours to rewarm. God I dread the next 7 hours. No more answers. Only questions. No new hopes or positive trends to cling to. At least last night I could cling to her tiny body changing from pale lavender to pink. Now we grasp at straws. 


We want to cling to our friends, but can’t. You know, Covid. We fell like things are getting worse, and all we want is to hug a Friend. 


I’m hungry. I want hot wings. I think I’ll go to Hooters. Don’t judge me. Their wings are good. Their fries suck. 


We are at a loss for words. I’m out of candy and tears. I have a cold coffee in my cup holder that might give me a jolt of caffeine I need later tonight. I didn’t get to drink at 4:30 when Dr Amaud delivered the latest I bad newscast before transport. As I trudged behind the transport gurney I felt like pall CD bearer in a funeral procession. Lord please heal my daughter. 


I’ll update again as soon as we know more. 


We love you. Pray for River. 

Comments

  1. UnknownJuly 7, 2020 at 5:57 PM

    In the midst of all is going on I really have to applaud Carly and Kenny for all that has been going on in there life right now!
    They are hurting but God knows,
    They are feelings that no one else can feel, but God knows
    They want to be patient , but God knows!
    Lets all say a prayer for them and lift the family up because God knows! Amen!

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  2. MomjJuly 7, 2020 at 6:17 PM

    Carly and Kenny praying for River and Miller and Fielder and praying for you both praying for peace and sleep and strength God is right beside River I feel Him even from here. These are heartfelt distant hugs. We love you know that if you know nothing else at this time. Aunt Sharon

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  3. Lisa BramlettJuly 7, 2020 at 8:27 PM

    We are praying for you guys. As a mom to twin girls myself I can imagine all the emotions of having a healthy baby and rejoicing in that. But also the feelings that come when your other baby is sick. Medicine has come so far these days and I know your little girl is getting the best care she can. I know what it feels like to beg God to save your child and make them healthy. We are praying that over little River tonight. Hugs to you both! -Lisa Bramlett

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