At the beginning of this month I asked for prayers and healing thoughts for my grandson Ben who had tested positive for Covid. We were worried about how the virus might affect him in light of his previous, serious medical issues. I am happy to report that he is fine. And I thank all who kept him your thoughts and prayers.
After what turned out to be only very mild symptoms and after over two weeks of quarantine, he will be returning to school tomorrow. As I noted in my previous post, his school has had very few cases of Covid, and schools in his area have been open since August.
Many thanks to everyone who sent healing thoughts and prayers Ben’s way!
This post today is to ask for prayers for my grandson Ben who tested positive today for Covid. If you are a praying person, please offer up a prayer for Ben. Otherwise, please send some healing thoughts his way.
My long-time readers are familiar with Ben. When he was 3 years old he was diagnosed with an arteriovenous fistula (a vascular abnormality) in his brain. Shortly after his 4th birthday he and his parents flew to New York where he had life-saving surgery. World-renowned surgeon Dr. Alexandro Berenstein performed two operations, one in which platinum coils were placed in Ben’s brain and the other in which medical-grade “super glue” was injected into the affected area to totally stop the abnormal blood flow and close off the fistula. A year later Ben’s life was again in danger, and another surgery was performed, resulting in the Dr. B’s declaration that “Brave Ben”…
We have officially entered the holiday season! Pre 2020, I was a stickler for waiting until after Thanksgiving to decorate for Christmas. But seeing as how 2020 has been a crap year, my family decided to start decorating early.
We love looking at the glow of the lights on the tree, and this year we got a new tree. I have wanted a 9′ tree for some time, and finally found one that I love. So, when we bought it in early November, we went ahead and put it up. It wasn’t long before we had it decorated and Christmas going up all over the house. We were almost completely decorated before Thanksgiving even came. But hey, it’s 2020, and anything goes, apparently!
Most every year, my son makes ornaments for close family. When he was younger, it was always different versions of fingerprint ornaments, but now that he’s 10…
The governor of Georgia is beginning to relax the requirements for sheltering in place. Now, while I’m not ready to go out to eat, or sit with 20 other ladies at a nail salon, my husband and son did venture out for much needed hair cuts. They were the only people in the small salon, other than the hairdresser, and the door remained locked during their visit, and other cleaning protocol had taken place.
I had strictly been forbidden to try at home cuts. My husband said we didn’t have the right kind of sheers. I’m really not sure if that was the case, or if we could have made do, but I was not trusted! Lol. Either way, they didn’t happen while at home over the last 6 weeks (I think).
Here’s my little cutie with a fresh cut. The first two are a before and after. On one…
Like other kids all around the world, grandson Ben is doing “virtual school” during this time of COVID-19. But when he’s not doing school work or watching TV or spending some time outside, he is enjoying doing science experiments, with help from his dad. His mom has been recording them, and Ben is uploading the videos to his own channel on YouTube.
Here’s how he introduces himself in the ‘About” section on his channel…
Hi, I’m Ben! I love all sports, science, and fun games. Come check out my channel! If you lovemy videos, make sure to click like and subscribe!
So far Ben has uploaded videos of two science experiments: How to make a homemade lava lamp! and How to make fire in a bottle!
Have a look, and if you have a child or grandchild who might be interested in doing these experiments at home or may just want to see how they’re done, let them have a look, too. Ben will be uploading more videos as time goes on.
A sincere “Thank You” and words of encouragement to keep up the fight to all the young people who participated in the #March For Our Lives here in the U.S. and around the world. You have begun a movement for common-sense gun control laws that will save countless lives. You are our future. As I watched you all on television and heard the words you spoke, I was filled with an optimism that I have not experienced in a long time.
YOU are making American great again and will make our schools, churches, and public places safer for this little guy…
Because no 7-year-old should have to experience what the kids at Parkland or Sandy Hook or countless other schools have experienced. No 7-year-old should even have to participate in active-shooter drills in elementary school. It’s insane!
This past weekend our little hind catcher was given a catcher’s mitt that is over 90 years old. It was given to him by his grandfather (my husband) and was once owned by his great grandfather who played baseball on an industrial league team.
The trademark on the mitt (which I had to research) was used by the Goldsmith Company on baseball gloves they manufactured between 1923 and 1925.
We don’t know if the mitt was purchased new or not, and we’re not sure on which team Ben’s great grandfather was playing when he used it. It would have been either the baseball team from the Singer Sewing Machine Company or the team from South Bend Lathe Works. …
…but some problems have recently arisen, and his dad had to contact Dr. Berenstein in New York, the doctor who performed the procedures that saved Ben’s life. Dr. B. wants Ben to have an MRI scan (Magnetic resonance imaging) and an MRA scan (Magnetic resonance angiogram) as soon as possible. Those tests are scheduled for Friday.
It goes without saying that we are frightened, especially since Ben was doing so well and had been considered to be completely cured. Our family is asking for prayers for Ben and for healing thoughts to be sent his way. If the results of the scans are serious, he will have to make an immediate trip from his home in Georgia (or maybe even from Florida where he will be vacationing next week) to New York City.
My long-time blog followers know Ben’s story. For my new followers and casual readers, I will give some background:
Grandson Ben’s journey began in 2014 when, at the age of 3, he was rushed first to Erlanger Children’s Hospital in Chattanooga, TN and then to Scottish Rite (Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta) in Atlanta, GA where he was diagnosed with dural AV fistula, a vascular malformation in his brain. Although doctors at Scottish Rite diagnosed the condition, they honestly admitted they could not treat it. At Emory University Hospital in Atlanta, doctors told the family that without treatment Ben would die and that they could do neurosurgery, but the odds were not good. We were told that Ben had a 50% chance of suffering a stroke during surgery or that he could die on the table.
Ben’s dad contacted Dr. Berenstein, the New York physician who pioneered the procedure that would save Ben’s life. Dr. B. said Ben would not die, and the chance of his having a stroke was only 5%, not 50%. Just after Ben’s 4th birthday, Dr. B. performed two endovascular surgeries, the first to place tiny platinum coils in the fistula, and the second to further close it off with medical grade “super glue.”
The annual check up a year later showed that the original fistula had reopened, and a new fistula had formed. Dr. B. again performed surgery in what was described as a life-threatening situation.
Last year Ben, then 6 years old, underwent a cerebral angiogram as part of the yearly check up. While he was in recovery, his parents received the good news. The original fistula was completely gone. The blood flow had been re-routed. The new fistula that was developing the previous year also was gone as a result of decreased pressure in the brain.
But now we don’t know what to expect.
Please remember Ben on Friday and send your thoughts and prayers his way.
He has had a good year since being pronounced cured and recently completed first grade in school and celebrated his 7th birthday. He is a bright little guy who enjoys school, plays sports, loves music, and has a strong personal religious faith.
A few photos taken by Ben’s mom as he finished up the school year…
And a few birthday photos…
This precious child means the world to so many people. We appreciate your healing thoughts and prayers, and we pray that the symptoms Ben has been experiencing will prove to be transient and not indicative of a recurring problem.
(Linking to the DP Challenge today. We need all the views and all the prayers we can get.)
We hadn’t planned to go to Ben’s house. The plan was to visit with him and his mom at our usual meeting place halfway between our house and theirs. Whenever we keep Ben’s little dog while the family is on vacation, we meet at the Dairy Queen in Ellijay, GA where we can sit outside in a lovely gazebo by the river and enjoy a hotdog and ice cream.
On Monday we did meet there to return Ben’s dog, had a lovely visit, and then headed to our separate homes. It was a beautiful evening, and the sun was shining.
However, we had driven only a few miles when we found ourselves in the middle of a terrible storm. The sky was black as pitch; rain was pelting down; and I (the driver) could hardly see the roadway. The wind picked up and became straight-line wind, blowing the rain sideways across the highway. Like a tunnel through the forest at the best of times, the curvy highway is only two lanes. It looks a lot like this highway (which also happens to be near our home)…
As trees on either side began to bend and blow, I said a quick prayer that no branches would break off and fly across the highway, hitting our car.
No sooner had I said the prayer than we saw the lights of vehicles ahead, some on one side of the highway, some on the other, some sitting in the middle of the road. We could see some headlights and some taillights. A large tree had fallen across the entire highway, and no one was able to travel in either direction.
We had several choices:
sit there in the car in the storm and wait for the Georgia Department of Transportation to arrive and remove the tree which could take several hours
turn around and go back to Ellijay and find a motel
go back to Ellijay and pick up the only other highway that would get us home, a trip that would take us far to the north and then back down through the same storm and would add at least two hours to our travel time
turn around and drive an hour to our daughter’s house and spend the night there
Needless to say, we went to our daughter’s where we stayed the night, received some good news about Ben’s physical therapy, and were able to see his new gear for school which begins next week.
The good news is that Ben’s range of motion in his left foot is improving. On a scale on 1 to 10, with 10 being where the physical therapists would like Ben to be, he is at 7. The improvement is thanks to physical therapy, the normal running and playing of a six-year-old boy, and the brace that he wears on his foot at night.
While we were there, Ben showed us his new lunchbox for school, which of course is shaped like a police car.
And his backpack for school celebrates the men and women he idolizes, officers of the New York Police Department.
School starts Monday. We wish our little guy a happy, healthy, fun-filled school year ahead!