Hoping for the Impossible
During almost every conversation I have with our neurologist about Nathaniel's seizure treatment she will say to me "because Nathaniel's seizures are extremely difficult to control, we aren't ever expecting him to be seizure free. We just trying to control his seizures as much as possible." Because I'm so used to hearing this from our neuro and because seizures have become such a normal part of our lives, I have pretty much stopped imagining what life might be like for Nathaniel if he were to ever be seizure free. I've come to accept that the doctors think that Nathaniel will never be seizure free, even with medication. But sometimes in the late hours of the night when I'm alone with my thoughts, I let my heart hope for the impossible. That's exactly what happened last night at around 3:30 a.m.. I was leaning on the hospital bed rubbing Nathaniel's back, listening to the beep of monitors while he transitioned back and forth between sleep and crying. In my exhaustion, I felt the spark of hope. The first small hope I had was "what if the Keto diet actually works?" Next came "What if, for once, he's one of the small percentage of kids that this treatment actually causes to be completely seizure free? How would that improve his development? Might he actually be crawling by Christmas? How would it improve his fine motor skills? Could he more easily learn to feed himself? What would his personality be like if he's not constantly interrupted by seizures all day? How would his vision improve?" Imagining Nathaniel seizure free with improved development was beautiful. Dreaming some new dreams for his future encouraged me, even just for a little while. It's hard to hope for the impossible, especially when all the experts keep telling you that it can't be done. Even though I know that nothing is impossible for God and that miracles happen every day, I also know that miracles don't happen to everyone. But for today, I'm going to choose hope. I'm going to believe that this treatment is going to work. I'm going to have faith. I decided to focus on this verse over the next couple of weeks as we go through the steps for brain surgery and as we continue with Keto: "I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit." - Romans 15:13 I don't always have the strength to keep hope, but I MUST keep fighting and hoping for Nathaniel. So instead of giving up (like I often feel like doing) I'm going to look to my true source of hope and I'm going to pray to be filled with peace and joy. I'm going to keeping fighting for our fighter.












