I have been reluctant to put anything on here for the past several months because I knew the next thing would be this. I can't decide how detailed I want it to be, but I know that when I look back later I'll want this here.
On May 27th (about a week after school got out) Gabriel fell 30 feet out of a tree and had a traumatic injury to his head and left side of his face. Taylor got him to the hospital, where I was working that day, and he was flown to Roanoke and admitted to the PICU. Those first 24 hours were the scariest hours of my life and I am so thankful that God spared his life. I have a couple pictures from the hospital but those are better kept elsewhere
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| The boys did not like being apart and Gabriel cried for Corban many times when he wasn't at the hospital. Corban got up each day and was ready to run out the door to go and see his brother. He made a welcome home sign for Gabriel with their friends, Caleb and Oren. |
Gabriel was so brave in the hospital. When he first got to the ER he was a "Trauma Alert" and therefore got a whole team of people rushing to him (ER doctors and nurses, lab techs, pharmacy, radiology, nursing supervisor, etc). He quickly had his clothes cut off*, got labs, and a fast ultrasound to look for internal injury, Xrays, and then basically a whole body CT scan. He was then flown alone to Roanoke (where they have neurosurgery) where he arrived in the ER before I could get there (I ran home to get his bear, Freddy, not knowing how quickly the helicopter could get him). He got no sleep due to frequent neuro checks, was in pain, had a neck immobilizer, and couldn't even get out of bed for the first 2 days. The second day there he had an MRI. He of course wasn't happy about any of those things and was scared and sad, but he did what was asked of him while he was there, even when he was crying in pain or fear. He has been much the same since. One week he said "how many doctor's appointments this week," but he's done a lot of follow up without complaining. As of now he has been cleared by every doctor except the eye doctor. He starts rehab for his left eye today (8/29)
*The ER charge nurse asked me if she could show some of the staff what was in his pockets when he got there. I believe it was a magnifying glass, a plastic knife, and something else. She said it was just so cute that what he had was definitely "all boy"

He was showered with gifts and art activities (very limited screens and reading for the first month). We played a lot of games and he listened to a lot of audio books. He had a good attitude about it for the most part, but his summer was nothing like he thought it would be. So many doctor's to see (eye doctor, dentist, neurosurgery, brain injury clinic, counselor, pediatrician). He couldn't finish the baseball season or go to the swim camp as planned with Corban for a week. He could not run, jump, or do anything with changes in pressure or risk of impact to his face or head (so no swimming pools). The summer was hard for all of us, for different reasons and in different ways, but as I feel like we're starting to come out of a "fog" with school starting I know that we all have much to learn and process from the past 2 months.

A very kind friend at church organized meals for a couple weeks as well as a "craft drive" where she put a box at church and people could drop off things for the boys to do. So much clay, coloring things, craft kits, and even a little Zen garden. Gabriel was given Panda Express and Chick-fil-a gift cards by many people and a Door Dash giftcard allowed Corban to try Red Lobster for the first time since he's wanted to eat some legit lobster (he thought it was ok)
Gabriel's SS class had the idea to raise some money and buy him a Lego set. They asked anyone in the church who wanted to participate to contribute small amounts (like $5). They ended up with hundreds of dollars and bought the boys all of the Harry Potter Lego sets seen in the picture. To say they were overwhelmed is an understatement. Our dining room table was all Harry Potter for the majority of the summer.
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| Some of his SS class |
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| Gabriel went to a friend's birthday party at the pool earlier in the summer. I was so nervous the whole time about the arms and legs of other kids hitting his face or head. He was good about not jumping into the pool or going underwater but even he said when he left that he felt really tired. That was one of the only pool times until we went to the beach in August. |
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| Buzz Lightyear pancakes with a mold that a woman at church gifted them |
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| Fixed front tooth! |
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| At the cool pediatric dentist office that has video games and TVs on the ceilings |
I am so very proud of how both boys weathered the summer. Corban was scared while Gabriel was in the hospital, both by how he looked and also the equipment and having to leave his brother there. He got dragged a lot of places that were no fun to go. He didn't get to go outside or swim as much as he liked. We spent a lot of time at home, and we had some really bad days and some really good days.
I know that what I have written could be in a better order or more clarified, but that's where my head is at this point in time.
I had been wanting a prior co-worker to do some pictures for our family, and on the first night Gabriel was in the hospital around 3am I booked a photo session with her for August. Even then, my thought was that if we were all here in a couple months I wanted pictures. And my God's grace here are some of them: