Chalk up another surgery to Mason’s total. Sunday evening we decided to take him in to check out the shunt. You know it’s bad when the nurses on the neurology floor recognize your child and can call them by name when you arrive. Sigh.
We are home and Mason is his usual cheerful self. Mason goes to Myelo Clinic next week to see his entire retinue of specialists and we will get another MRI done to see how the shunt is working. We’re praying this one lasts longer than a month – longer than a year would be wonderful.
Either way we are grateful for skilled professionals who can take care of our sweet Mason’s medical needs and for loving family at home who hold down the fort and care for Mason’s older siblings while we’re at the hospital.
I try to remind myself one thing each time this happens – none of this was a surprise to God. While we may not know what is coming and how it will all turn out, He knows and is right there with Mason every step of the way.