SAM...MORE THAN A CONQUEROR: Bye Bye Charity Bond...Bye Bye Now

Sam. Conqueror. Overcomer.

"IN ALL THINGS WE ARE MORE THAN CONQUERORS THROUGH HIM WHO LOVES US : Samuel was born on 15th May 2009, two months early and in respiratory distress. After an initial Apgar score of 1, he was taken to the NICU and placed on a ventilator, together with an undeterminable amount of tubes, IV’s and monitors which made it almost impossible to see the little Smurfie character lying within…slightly blue and only three apples high. Sam was diagnosed within 24 hours with Rubinstein-Taybi Syndrome, a scarce medical advantage as, due to the rare occurrence of the Syndrome and the limited medical literature on it, many individuals are only diagnosed well into adulthood and some never at all. The page-long list of medical/health issues related to the syndrome, while vital in providing a prognosis and compiling a care plan, took a backseat, however, as Sam’s struggle to breathe and swallow became the primary focus of our concerns and prayers, deepened only by the heartache of not being allowed to hold and comfort him for the first ten days of his already traumatic life. After seven weeks Sam was successfully weaned from the oxygen but was still dependent on a nasal gastric tube for feeding, with which he was eventually discharged. Once home, what should have been a precious time to recover from the stress of the NICU and enjoy a relaxed and cherished time together, instead became a seemingly-endless timeline of specialist appointments, therapies, illnesses and surgeries as that page-long list of medical complexities came into play, affecting every part of Sam…physically, neurologically, medically and emotionally. Yet, despite these challenges and an “ineducable” future being predicted when his prognosis was delivered, Sam showed a delightful potential and eagerness for learning. Unfortunately though, this learning potential seemed limited to his cognitive abilities as, physically, Sam’s development lagged significantly behind that of his RTS peers. A week before his 5th birthday a brain MRI confirmed that, in addition to the RTS, Sam also has Periventricular Leukomalacia and Static Leukoencephalopathy (included under the umbrella diagnosis of Cerebral Palsy), which would more than likely have occurred as a result of the oxygen deprivation experienced leading up to and/or during his birth. Thirteen years later and with a number of surgeries and medical procedures which appear to be in fierce competition for their own “page-long list” (which surgeries and their subsequent recoveries have left Sam to face his day-to-day life with a residue of unshakeable anxieties and phobias), the boy you meet face-to-face…with his cheeky sense of humour, unfathomable joy and fierce warrior spirit…make it almost impossible to believe that that disheartening brain MRI and poor medical prognosis are of the same kid. As we begin to navigate this journey with a newly aged differently-abled teenager, leaving behind the little smurf whose fears and discomforts could so easily be remedied with a cuddle on mom’s lap, the anxiety of more surgeries and medical challenges now compounded by the universal fear of every differently-abled child’s parent/s (who will take care of their child once their own time here is gone) threatens to become overwhelming. But then the excitement of a horseriding lesson, the sheer delight of spotting a balloon (especially a hot air balloon) or a super silly giggle caused by simply hearing someone sneeze provides a beautiful reminder of the profound joy and courage these children radiate, despite their overwhelming challenges, and it provides the perfect encouragement and inspiration for facing your own. #samtheconqueror

SAMUEL - COMPLETE IN GOD
Our world has crashed, been blown apart.
This can't be happening....why us? Why now?
Your fragile life shaken before it could barely start,
How do we get through this...please, Lord, tell us how?

Drowning in our sorrow, waiting for answers that just don't come.
Our baby "special needs"? It simply can't be true!
The heartache overwhelms us, we're left feeling cold and numb.
The diagnosis tells us little - these children are so few.

But then we finallyget to touch you, to see your precious face
And all the heartache and questions fade, replaced with love and pride.
It's obvious from the very start you're showered in God's grace,
And with His love and guidance, we'll take this challenge in stride.

When once we couldn't pronounce it, Rubinstein-Taybi's become our norm.
When once the future seemed dark, we now welcome the journey as having an RTS angel brings lessons in unexpected form.

Our world has crashed, been blown apart!
This IS happening....to us.....right now!
We've been blessed with a gift, so precious from the very start. How do we get through this? Here's how.....
By believing in a God, so merciful and great,
By trusting that He's right beside us as we journey through the narrow gate.
By believing His love for us is not determined by a human frame,
By trusting that we draw Him near by merely calling His name. This precious baby we asked God for,
Prayed he'd be perfect and complete.
And, as Samuel means "God hears", He's laid His answer at our feet.

(Nicky de Beer : 27/05/2010)

Monday, October 10, 2011

Bye Bye Charity Bond...Bye Bye Now

Okay, so let's start off with the bad news (not that there's any particularly good news to compensate, but maybe I'll think of something before the end of the post) - we have had to give up our hope of organising a charity bond for RTS to ride in the March 2012 Cape Argus Cycle Tour as we needed a minimum of ten riders to participate. Apart from our original aim, which was to raise awareness of RTS, I was hoping to use any monies which may have been donated to put towards trying to organise our own little RTS South Africa conference some time next year. So, I am a little disappointed but also conscious of the fact that perhaps I should have tried to get the group together a little sooner. Chris and I will still ride, in whatever get-up we agree on by then (we are both leaning towards a Smurf theme) and will then look to perhaps a more successful attempt for the 2013 Argus...now if that isn't enough notice, then I just don't know :)

On Saturday we got to share in the birthday celebrations for both Sam's RTS brother Matt's birthday and Matt's equally adorable baby brother, Nic. It was great catching up with our little RTS family and seeing in person how much all the little kiddies have grown and progressed. I hope we get to do it again soon. Here are a few pics from the party, but there's a couple more on my FB page :

Sam and his RTS sister, Peyton, with their beautiful big sisters

Loved this one of the three RTS sweeties...Sam looking at Matt look at Peyton

Peyton with her Dad

and Sam with his Dad

The two girls, Tayla and Meg, just chilling. These two have become such good friends in such a short period of time which I think is a real blessing waiting to happen for a time when either or both of them might need someone (other than a parent) to talk to, who can truly relate to their circumstances.

(and please do note those gorgeously huge and lovely strawberries which were offered in super generous portions at the party...I can still taste them now...Delish!)

Yesterday was a bit of a frustrating day...firstly went off to church with Sam, who was particularly fussy and disruptive, so I had to leave the main church even before the worshipping was finished. Off to the baby room which has now been equiped with a tv, so not a bad alternative except that both the little boy and other mom already there were both coughing and sniffing something silly...so tried to hang around outside with the sunday school kids who were painting various items to place in the church garden, like rocks and little boards (BTW awesome idea, whoever's it was) but Sam threw a tantrum when I wouldn't let him open and close the entrance door. So back inside to the foyer of the church and kitchen area which, of course, has loads more doors worthy of tantrum-throwing requests. Then, to top it off, Sam decided to make a poo which is always such an awesome experience because, due to his aggressive sensory defensiveness at the moment, I cannot get him into the "lying down" position without him squealing hysrerically. So, Plan B? Have you ever tried to change the dirty nappy of a not-yet-walking two year old, with them in a standing position? No? You gotta try it...it's very entertaining.

Later yesterday afternoon went off to my cellphone service provider to renew my two-year contract, just like I did two years before now. But they would not allow me to renew because I cannot provide them with employment details!! Mmmmm....now why would I not be able to provide them with employment details...let me think....Oh Yes, it's because I am unempoyed...just like I have been for the last three years...which means, and I'll go slowly here for you, unnamed service provider (but whose name starts with a "c" and ends in a "c")so that you don't get lost...that I was unemployed the last time I renewed my contract as well. Which contract, I have to point out, has not once over the last eight or ten years ever been paid a single day late! Just had to get that out there.....Uuurrrggghhhh!

In closing, a short video of what a little smurf has to do when he has outgrown the weight limit on his mechanical swing...why, he swings himself of course :)

Oh, P.S., thought of some good news...this morning I washed my face with TRESemme Shampoo with a lower sulfate cleansing alternative and with added Aloe Vera and Avocado...which means my face will be protected against damage and breakage the whole day! How awesome is that?

*Oh Happy Days.....*