On Tuesday, Judy (Yorkiemom1), told me to stand still and watch a miracle happen. Never was there a more prophetic word spoken. Corey is up, walking, talking, and eating Big Macs. He says he has a heck of a headache, and he's had about 5 little - 3 second seizures, which is nothing compared to the 15 major ones he'd have each day before surgery. The staff is amazed at his progress, and tomorrow morning he will be going HOME. Mind you, he just had 8 hours of major brain surgery to remove the hippocampus and amygdala, deep in the core center of his brain. They had to remove other pieces of the temporal lobe to even get in that far, not to mention cutting a flap in the skull bone and inserting plates and screws. How many people do you know that go home a day and a half after brain surgery? After the last surgery, he was bedridden, and had rehab to relearn basic things like walking and eating. For the first time in 23 years, this mom has hope. Corey says he is afraid to hope, but I keep telling him, what an amazing group of prayer warriors he has on his side, and prayer changes everything. Though you don't know me, you each stepped in, cared, encouraged, and loved on me and my family during a very dark hour. How do I even begin to say thank you for something like that? I am claiming this healing miracle for my son, believing he will have an amazing story to tell someday. Happy Birthday, Corey. Welcome to the first day of your new life.
