Thursday, May 19, 2011


A jumble of letters today.

Keegan successfully had a PICC line placed in his right arm on Tuesday.  So far, it is working and still in place, but it is also bleeding into the line when not in use.  It is not bleeding into the dressing though, so I guess that's an improvement.  As long as it doesn't clot off, I guess it's not too much of a problem.  His port site is definitely bruised and swollen.  I really hope this break will be what it needs to heal properly.

In other news, his blood pressure has been climbing and climbing for the last month.  As of yesterday, it is officially in the range it was the days before he went into complete renal failure at Thanksgiving.  To say that Gray and I are concerned is the understatement of the year.  Walking on a thin sheet of ice, not knowing if it will hold or shatter beneath your feet?  Sounds about right.  He is lethargic but still urinating.  We are waiting on word from the transplant team as to what we need to do from here.

We would greatly appreciate your prayers as we keep up this balancing act.  Thanks so much, friends.


Jennifer said...

The Lord is your Shepherd... let Him comfort you for a while - you need and deserve it. Praying always....

Anonymous said...

Amy keeps me filled in on Keegan's progress and I know you must be exhausted with the constant ups and downs. You must be so proud of what a little fighter you have and we continue to pray that he will continue to overcome the obstacles thrown at him...I'm amazed at how strong these kids can be and the attitude with which they tackle each day. I wanted to share a poem with you that my coach used to recite to us in college. You may have heard it before but it's something I think about every day as Jameson continue's his journey. The name of the poem is Don't Quit:

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

- Author unknown

We think of you guys all the time...and I can only hope that we can be there for you as you were for us when Jameson began his fight.

We're praying for you all!

Matt Robillard