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The Power of Love...

5/13/2015

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As we waited and prayed for signs of brain activity, the outpouring of love inundated us day and night. Uncles, aunts, cousins constantly reminded us we were never alone. Friends and co-workers offering their help, bringing coffee and sharing stories of how they knew David and how much they loved him.  The children of David’s b-boy Saturday class sent him love notes of support; the “Message Notebook” we had set up for visitors was filling up with messages of motivation and solidarity. Phone calls, text messages, emails and gifts kept reminding us how powerful love can be. No one prepares for this type of life experience.  

At the small ICU waiting room we met other families struggling with the emotions that accompanies this type of trauma. One of these families was a mother and her daughter who constantly sang praise and gospel songs to God waiting for her son to emerge from over a 10 day coma. She had the most calming voice and a beautiful smile, which radiated peace. She kept assuring us to leave everything in God’s hands and to rest assure He would hear our prayer. I also remember the wife, mother in law and 2 sons of a man who had suffered a brain injury after a stroke. We shared notes and comfort each other as we waited for a response from our loved ones. David’s intra-cranial pressure continued to rise. This led the medical staff to perform an induced coma to prevent more swelling. Then he developed pneumonia and his immune system was very low. We took turns to see him. My mother sat in a corner next to him praying non-stop. Eddy kept us abreast of every procedure being performed with an assertive and strong demeanor. We would later learn how he had to juggle to remain strong in front of us as he crumbled inside understanding the dim reality we would face if David wouldn’t respond to the interventions and medications.

In the meantime, my sisters were arranging with their work place to extend their vacation time to stay with our father back home in Casselberry who’s delicate health was declining; while we could figure out how everything would unfold. One day at a time… that’s all we could do.


Relationships are the most important asset we will ever have and the only thing we will take when we leave earth. Family is the building block of human society. My daughter wrote on a picture that sometimes being a brother is even better than being a super hero and that is true. Our church community became our spiritual family, strangers became friends and friends became family.

(1 Cor 13:13; Proverbs 17:17; 2 Cor 8:7-8)


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First critical hours...

5/1/2015

 
We arrived at the Trauma Center around 2:30 am. Immediately they rushed us to see David who had fallen into a coma and was hooked to a respirator. It was so hard and surreal to see him in that condition. Ana Carolina had told us that he had squeezed her hand but now there was no movement. Jorge, Fernando and I let him know we were there with him. Fernando repeated to him to stay strong, Jorge watched in disbelief, I whispered, “I love you”, kissed his hands and we left. We all broke down. David had suffered a severe brain injury. The local news kept playing the video of David’s accident. The TV monitors kept showing how the motorcycle had crashed into a fitness building and exploded on fire. The first 24 hours were critical. We prayed. Then it was the next 48 hours and we celebrated at 48 hours 01 minute. Now it was the next 3 days, which represented the “peak period” for brain swelling. We prayed constantly. I asked Saints Cosmas & Damian, patrons of Surgeons and Doctors, to intercede for all the medical staff. Eddy told cousin Michael he would pray for a speedy recovery to what Michael responded to pray instead for a full recovery. That thought brought a different meaning and perspective to the process. We would learn to have a deeper appreciation for patience. We all wished David would open his eyes, start speaking and walking and we would all go back to our lives. Instead, we would be constantly reminded to place aside our emotional and psychological needs and patiently dedicate the necessary time needed for David’s full healing process. The church throughout the world stood by David every minute from the moment he arrived at the hospital. Friends and family in Miami, Orlando, Michigan, Puerto Rico, Ohio, Atlanta, Chicago, Alabama, Honduras, Costa Rica, France, Rome, Germany, Trinidad and so many other places were all praying for him. Eddy and Ana Carolina worked as a team with hospital paperwork and David’s personals. Jorge stood by my side. I did not leave the hospital day or night. If there were going to be a change for the better or worse I would find out first.  

There is strength in love. It would be ignorance to dismiss the love in praying for one another. When we grew tired and weary, others sustained our journey through prayer.

(Ephesians 6:10, 18; 1 Timothy 2:1; James 5:15)


    Authors

    My son, David Arroyo  and I, Ana Curras, collaborate together. This is our story. Our story because we are connected. We all are. When you hurt, I hurt, when you succeed, I succeed, when you have joy, I do too. It's in our design as human beings. Our story is intended to give hope, joy, encouragement and light. We pray to be inspired by our Creator, guided by Jesus Christ, moved by the Holy Spirit and accompanied by our Mother Mary.
    We believe.

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