Thursday, December 14, 2017

Time for Action

I want to give a big thank-you to all of you who came along beside us as we cared for Rebeca* as she had brain and spinal cord surgery. The expenses were great, mainly do to the never-ending bribes we had to pay the doctors, nurses, and technicians in order to have each facet of Beca's surgery taken care of: the surgeon, the daily hospital care, and we even had to go out and get Beca new bandages ourselves. Even though the stay in the hospital was *technically* free, all of the under the table costs, which are completely normal in Romania, added up to quite a lot, about the same as a stay at an American hospital, but without the same health and cleanliness standards.

I have been using the first person plural, "we" (or "noi" in Romanian, for you amateur linguists) even though Joe and I have been in the United States on holiday, regrouping for our return. Nadia has been invaluable (she always is, it's just her nature) in caring for Rebeca and commuting to the hospital the two hours from our city to the bigger city, staying in hotels when needed and doing every other conceivable aspect of intensive, basically parental care. Rebeca herself is hanging in there. I can tell it's taken a toll on her, the surgery, if only from the photographs.

I've been in a similar situation. When I was fourteen, I had a posterior spinal fusion, a surgery that cut me open from the top of my spine to the bottom. I spent five days in the hospital, reacted badly to morphine and had to relearn how to walk, doing laps around the unit. I remember being greatly disoriented and not only weepy, not only highly irritable but an overwhelming combination of both from the aforementioned morphine. I had a large amount of discomfort even in the weeks following my release from the hospital, and developed a series of stress-induced migraines during my first year of high school. Major surgery is not fun.

Beca's particular reason for her surgery is something she'll have to carry with her for the rest of her life. The surgery prevented it from getting worse, but she will still surely have challenges in handling the more complicated aspects of life. We understand that we may have to be here to help her for a very long time. Her parents have had little to no role in her surgery or her recovery.

Before we started noticing Rebeca was having trouble, before we took her to the doctor and had tests done, we were struggling financially. Now, after ensuring Beca had the best care as she was hospitalized and as we continue to be committed to her recovery, we are struggling very much, even more than before, to function on our limited resources. But our resources do not have to remain so limited. I really, really hate asking for money, and I haven't been writing very much (I know) but we really need that support from all of you who have been on the fence about supporting or who haven't made the jump to donating yet.

If there was ever a time to give, if there was ever evidence that what we do matters and that the money you choose to donate will be going to a worthy cause, I'd say that it's pretty obvious by now.

To donate straight to our main fund that provides for Rebeca, please check out our main page.

To support me as I go back to Romania, which I rely on to minister to our kids, you can visit my fundraiser.

Whatever you choose to donate and however you choose to do it, you will be making a true, incredibly powerful difference in the lives of Rebeca and the other kids who rely on us as their family, and together we are a family protected by Jesus Christ. Whatever happens, we will keep going. But we would so love to have you along for the ride.

Much love and many blessings.

*Rebeca is a pseudonym, used for her privacy