I often talk about my neighbors. We are tucked back in a corner with neighbors all around. The old woman who shares a wall with us on the left is a great, great lady named Marty. This handsome little boy pictured here is her great grandson. His name is Cayson (pronounced like Jason with a K). He is two weeks younger than our Indiana. His temperament is delightful, his smile radiant. His developmental skills are all either on par or ahead. He likes to sit on the floor in front of the refrigerator and shuffle the magnents around.
When Cayson was born there was some trauma resulting in a surgery to release some fluid that had built up around his brain. Another surgery was required a month later to install a shunt. Two further surgeries were done to ensure everything was working properly. Today Cayson returned to Dornbeckers for another surgery. It appeared on his CAT scan that his shunt had collapsed and there was yet another build up of fluid on his brain. Marty came over just now to inform me that after 4 hours of surgery, an unconscious Cayson began vomiting severely enough that a blood vessel has burst in his brain. This is all we know at this point. There are keeping him unconscious and are going to be doing another CAT scan within the hour to determine the damage and how best to repair it and he will be undergoing another surgery tonight.
This is a darling little boy. As i sit here writing this plea i have tears unashamedly running down my face. Please, we care not whom you pray to; Christian, Jew, Hindu, Islam, Buddhist, Muslim, Wiccan, it matters not. Please join us in praying for this little boy with the beautiful brown eyes. If you have no higher power to pray to, think happy thoughts for him. He is just a little guy, born on May Day, with what we all hope will be a whole full life ahead of him.