SAM...MORE THAN A CONQUEROR: Haven of Hope

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)

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Haven of Hope

Okay, here we go...blog post attempt no.4!

The blogging powers-that-be seem to have concocted a conspiratorial plan to prevent me from blogging...those "powers-that-be" being our new internet service provider and my little Acer notebook. The notebook and the new modem together are about as fast as a snail on a heavy dose of Prozac...hence the almost 30 mins it can take to download just one picture, when u plug the modem into the pc the pc crashes for some reason so that's not an option and when I finally out-patienced the notebook and shuffled through a painfully long blog post...it threw a saving error at me and the whole post was gone.

Moving swiftly along (MY swiftly that is, not the Acer's)...it was back to school here in Cape Town this morning, amongst the normal chaos that goes with the first week of school. Meg and her little clique sat waiting anxiously for their names to be called out to see whose class they'd been placed in (with their sights set on one teacher in particular) and, perhaps more importantly, to see whether their group would be split up. Well, the teacher concerned, Mr V, is obviously extremely popular so the whole process had the same kind of vibe to it as a live episode of Idols or X Factor. All the other classes were called first leaving just one group and one teacher behind, Mr V, and although you could see the almost-there look of relief on our kiddies faces there was still that anxiousness of waiting to hear their names called out one-by-one just as confirmation that there was in fact no mistake and they were all in his class. But Mr V kindly set their minds at ease and announced that all those left behind were in his class.....the group erupted into cheer. So Meg is super thrilled to have not only all her friends with her again this year, but to have such an awesome teacher too.

The school holidays have whizzed by relatively quietly and uneventful. We were desperate to at least do something with the girls before the school year began and, after contemplating various outdoor activities which would have been loads of fun for Meg and Chrisna but not so much for Sam, we settled on a trip to the Aquarium last week. Once we'd recovered from the initial shock of having paid the entrance fee (a great big OUCH! and, from an adult's point of view, nowhere near justified as far as the experience being worth the money goes), the girls did seem to enjoy themselves. Sam tolerated the outing more than enjoyed it and was not too impressed with the great big tanks, high noise-levels and general overcrowdedness of the place. Still, now at least we know. We had to walk through a craft market to get to the entrance and there was a stall selling African drums, with some drumming demonstrations and Sam really loved that. It was the most entertaining part of the trip for him.

Then, as my FB friends know, last Thursday we were invited to visit the Haven of Hope Equine Centre on Kaapzicht wine farm, just minutes away from us. Haven of Hope is an awesome ministery born of the love and passion of two stunning ladies, Juanita and Maryke, for both horses and children with special needs. Sam was delicately introduced to the horses and ponies benefiting from Juanita's and Maryke's care and dedication, with a special focus on him getting to know Strawberry, the little pony in the picture upon whom Sam will begin his hippotherapy.

Thembi and Jabu, two beautiful spirits with a heart-breaking history

Jabu kind of stole the show for me, he has the gentlest most enchanting aura...haunts you for days

Haven of Hope relies solely on donations to keep their establishment going. If memory serves, there are five horses and three ponies and that's quite a number of horsey mouths to feed and take care of. All riding sessions for special needs kids are FREE! and almost all the physical work on the farm has been carried out by these two ladies. Donations or even secondhand building materials are greatly appreciated. HOH's banking details are : Acc Name : J Lourens, Bank : FNB, Branch : Bellville Civic Centre (Code 200910), Acc number : 62013287348 (Current account), Ref : HOH. If you would like to contact Juanita or Maryke, kindly send me a mail.

Smurfy News : We are eagerly counting down the days till Sam's surgery on the 20th. I am a little anxious that Sam might come down with something by then, preventing the surgery but pray wholeheartedly that this won't happen. We've had our usual tango with our medical aid provider who, although this will be the fourth such procedure, are refusing to authorise payment of Sam's glaucoma examination from our hospital plan. Their reason for this is that the procedure code falls under the category of procedures carried out in the specialist's consulting rooms! Mmmmm...okay! And if the patient is a special needs little kid who would not quite understand having to sit quietly in a doctor's chair while having his eyeball probed? And the reason why this procedure was authorised in the past? Well, the explanations I got was then that they will pay for the procedure, but without issueing an authorisation number and not from our hospital plan but from our day-to-day benefits (Okay! And so then how are YOU paying for it?). I was also told that the procedure should never have been authorised before but was due to the incompetency of this consultant's colleague and that if I wished to take the matter further with this consultant's team leader, I could but at the risk that they might then just decide to deduct the cost of the previous procedures over the last two years, from our savings account NOW! Threaten much? The best part was finding out the description of the procedure code Discovery are refusing to authorise out of our hospital plan benefits : "Examination under general anaesthetic" Know many doctors who do examinations under anaesthetic in their consulting rooms???

So our choices are to either not go ahead with the glaucoma examination for now, but without knowing when next Sam will be under anaesthetic giving us an opportunity to do it at a later stage or to just foot the bill and not take any chances. Obviously we're going with Option 2.

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