Children are a treasure

Waking up Sunday morning i never would have dreamed that i would be facing the possible death of my youngest son. It was just a normal Sunday, our family day!









That day God heard so many peoples prayers for our son!





As i witnessed my tiny son being run over i thought his time had come. (Most dogs his size bleed out internally within minutes after something like that.)



Zane hadn't taken a breath as my husband, Nate scooped him up from under the car tire and sped off for the hospital. I ran into the house completely dazed to get Jordan, our almost 7yr old son. I tried to stay calm but it was no use! I lost it! Jordan was amazing, he was in the car without a shoe before i could say another thing! On the way to the hospital I felt a strange calm, right before begging God to spare my son, I gave him to God. At that moment i realized the truth in the fact that our children are not our own! We are all His and everyone eventually will have served their time on earth and go "Home". Though i couldn't understand how it could be his time already at 17months old! Entering the hospital i heard the most beautiful noise I've heard...Crying!! He was alive! For how long no one was sure. The doctors were hovered over him and from the looks of Zane he seemed to have a broken collar bone, and leg and there was blood in the back of his throat . His face was covered in scrapes and was swelling rapidly. His mouth was greenish blue and his lips were swollen. The doctors felt he was damaged internally very badly. Given how badly his blood was oxidizing and how high his enzyme levels were they were sure he had lacerations to his liver and pancreas. The X-rays showed 5 broken ribs and a punctured lung with extensive bruising to the lungs, liver and pancreas. They weren't sure of his spinal condition or the extent of his neck injury. He had a strange bruising pattern on his neck as well. It didn't take long before they were shipping him off to Harbor View Med Center in Seattle. Being without Nate or I made it so much harder for him. I told the nurse to sing to him his favorite song and we were all thankful that he "calmed down" as long as he was being sung to. (He loves to laugh and smile at people he doesn't know but if you touch him its a whole different story...needless to say he was Very unhappy even while sedated) We reached the hospital three hours later. (the longest ride of our life!) When we got to the hospital Zanes face had already started to heal and no longer looked bruised and swollen. There was a surgical team standing by. He was getting more CT scans and x-rays as the doctors were sure they must be missing something. X-ray ed and scanned over and over and nothing. Still holding our breaths and praying harder than ever...at 9:30pm they gave the all clear to move him into the ICU and said it looked like he was going to make it. We made it to his room, all the while he is screaming from pain and the fact that i wasn't picking him up. But i wasn't to pick him up because they still hadn't cleared his neck to make sure there was no damage. We got to the room and he gets still just long enough for the nurses to release their hold on him. He rolled over so fast jumped up and ran across that bed so fast and literally jumped into my arms! One of the nurses : "Well i guess he just cleared his neck for us" :) that night was one of the longest nights ever. Just waiting and praying. By 3 am he refused to sleep unless he was in my arms. It was such a relief to hold him! By morning they had taken more blood, run more test and were really starting to question "what really happened to this child" His lungs,liver and pancreas were healing and the air pocket from the puncture was dissolving. His enzyme levels were almost normal. By Monday late afternoon Zane decided he had had enough of laying around and wanted up. The nurse got out the toys and before we knew it he was getting in and out of a Little Tikes car. From looking at him all he had was a few scratches on his face. By Tuesday morning the doctor came in to say he could go home that day and said "well, maybe he only go hit by the bumper?" Nate was ready to tell him he could come lay in the driveway and he would show him what happened....


So Zane is home healing beautifully! The images from that day will stick with us forever but the power and love of God is evident and overcomes all fear! I don't know why God chose to save our son, but i am enormously grateful! I look towards the future with hope and excitement! For what God has planned only He knows! Thank you everyone for your prayers! You were heard :) and for His glory alone Zane was saved!