Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Nothing Human Is Foreign To Me
Well, I just gotta tell you that the picture you're looking at makes me cry. It's been two years since Taylor's second major spinal surgery, but I see that picture and my heart relapses right back to that space. We thought Taylor's first 20 years were hard until we got to year 21. That year, we were flung wildly off a cliff. Long about then, Taylor's spinal cord began compressing. When your spinal cord compresses, it basically cuts off breathing and all of your bodily functions. Taylor's entire life changed. Our family's entire life turned upside down--again.
Many of you who are reading this have had a child, a spouse, a relative who has endured life with chronic pain. For those of you who have not been through this, take our word for it: It's awful. My Taylor was in chronic pain, but he could not tell us. OK, that falls under the category of "Feeling Helpless/Hopeless."
My brave little soldier/son, has had not one, but two major spinal surgeries. (For you medical types: Occipital Cervical Fusions) The first surgery was criminal (another blog) The second surgery saved his life. Our hero, Dr. A.H. Menezes (Iowa University Hospital) repaired and restored Taylor's spinal cord. Gosh, I love that genius doctor. There's really not a "but" here, BUT, Taylor had to wear that brace you see for one year.
You got it. If you think slanted eyes, a big tongue, and thick neck turn off people in Cracker Barrel or at a Christmas parade, just add that Minerva brace into this equation. I felt like a leper. I cried. Taylor hurt physically. But, here again is the miracle. Listen carefully. Taylor never ever ever stopped looking lovingly into the eyes of those who looked at him with such revulsion. Taylor was the one wearing the brace, but it was others who were really trapped and imprisoned. Constrained by their own fear, restricted by their own belief that such imperfect people should not be allowed amongst us--confined by, "He's not one of us"----they missed this holy, loving human man-child longing to be free. Freely loved---by me. By You. Take off your brace.