Tuesday, March 6th, 2007 will always be the worst AND the best day of our lives.
Taylor had been responding well to the medication, but something went wrong late in the day. His Intra Cranial Pressure began to rise, and efforts to reduce the pressure didn't appear to work. A decision was made by Taylor's Doctor to perform surgery to remove part of Taylor's skull to give room for Taylor's brain to continue to swell.
We had discussed treatment options earlier, and we knew that this procedure was one that they might do if Taylor got into bigger trouble. But, we also knew that it was a procedure that was the last of the options available. We were asked to leave Taylor's room while they prepared him for surgery. We hated to leave his side, but knew that he was in very real trouble.
Immediately, we called for our relatives and close friends to come to the hospital, and we called 4 of Taylors friends and told them what was going on. We told them that Taylor had suddenly gotten much worse, and may not make it through the night. We asked that they contact those friends of Taylor that they knew Taylor would want to be there, or that they felt would want to be nearby Taylor if he did not survive the surgery, or if he did not survive after the surgery.
Those 4 phone calls resulted in dozens of his friends coming to the hospital within an hour. Some came from Tampa, and one from as far away as Sarasota. So many showed up that the crowd had to move to the Chapel. We prayed that Taylor would survive, and that we would one day be able to bring him home. And, then we waited. Taylor really has the best friends.
Taylor was out of surgery in less than an hour. We stayed with him in his room, and continued our hour-by-hour vigil. We knew this was probably the big turning point.
Taylor had been responding well to the medication, but something went wrong late in the day. His Intra Cranial Pressure began to rise, and efforts to reduce the pressure didn't appear to work. A decision was made by Taylor's Doctor to perform surgery to remove part of Taylor's skull to give room for Taylor's brain to continue to swell.
We had discussed treatment options earlier, and we knew that this procedure was one that they might do if Taylor got into bigger trouble. But, we also knew that it was a procedure that was the last of the options available. We were asked to leave Taylor's room while they prepared him for surgery. We hated to leave his side, but knew that he was in very real trouble.
Immediately, we called for our relatives and close friends to come to the hospital, and we called 4 of Taylors friends and told them what was going on. We told them that Taylor had suddenly gotten much worse, and may not make it through the night. We asked that they contact those friends of Taylor that they knew Taylor would want to be there, or that they felt would want to be nearby Taylor if he did not survive the surgery, or if he did not survive after the surgery.
Those 4 phone calls resulted in dozens of his friends coming to the hospital within an hour. Some came from Tampa, and one from as far away as Sarasota. So many showed up that the crowd had to move to the Chapel. We prayed that Taylor would survive, and that we would one day be able to bring him home. And, then we waited. Taylor really has the best friends.
Taylor was out of surgery in less than an hour. We stayed with him in his room, and continued our hour-by-hour vigil. We knew this was probably the big turning point.
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