As Brant continues his journey back from the edge of the abyss, I can see the veneer of a deeper wisdom beginning to develop on his face and body.
Once you have been transferred (very unwillingly) out of your own comfortable existence and into the Universe of Pain, you don't get out of there very easily. There are, oddly enough, no road maps. As you roam around looking for a way out, you become familiar with some of the Planets that revolve around the main Pain Planet, and the different atmospheres and types of Pain they have to offer.
There is Broken Bone Planet, Damaged Nerve Planet, Surgical Pain Planet, Bruise Planet, Torn Ligament Planet, Scraped Skin Planet, and more. Each Planet in the Universe of Pain has its own exotic Pain Levels, but thankfully Brant wasn't given a tour of all of them.
There is Broken Bone Planet, Damaged Nerve Planet, Surgical Pain Planet, Bruise Planet, Torn Ligament Planet, Scraped Skin Planet, and more. Each Planet in the Universe of Pain has its own exotic Pain Levels, but thankfully Brant wasn't given a tour of all of them.
It is a scary trip, and those that successfully navigate through that Universe always arrive back in their own Universe different than when they left it.
They are wiser.
They are stronger.
Pain is no longer a shadow Demon, because they have met him face to face.
They arrive back in their own Universe with a new depth to their soul.
The Price of all that new knowledge is steep.
While you are deeply unable to care for yourself, others who love you step in to take over. While you are touring the Universe of Pain,
they are there to soothe in whatever manner it takes.
I watched my Dad do this when my Mom was completely debilitated by heart failure brought on by too many pain meds and the ensuing pneumonia. In a nutshell,
he took over her life for her, and did the best he could to bring her relief and rehabilitation. He lived at the hospital for months.
Months.
After Brant's accident, his wife did the same thing. He was helpless, and although in a good hospital, the nursing staff could only jump so fast. Amy did what was needed: she transferred her life over to the hospital, and did her best to get him what he needed,
when he needed it. We sat with her, and him,
through surgery after surgery, and tried to help him
fight his way through the Universe of Pain.
In the end, the fight ends where it began. With the wounded person. In the end, Brant took over the navigation through those mysterious waters on his own, and freed Amy up to
return home to their children.
Brant took back the helm from the Dragon that roams the Universe of Pain, realizing in the end that the Dragon had almost gained control. That oily beast had sneaked in when no one was looking, and put his talons right into Brant's wrist and arm,
but we caught him.
Captain Brant kicked him overboard,
charted a course back to his own Universe, and throttled up, steering with his good arm.
He docked at the Rehabilitation Center at New Hanover three days ago, and we are amazed at the difference in him. Yesterday, he had his first shower, and daughter Caroline regaled us with stories about the "real car" they had there to teach you how to get in and out with the big old injuries her Daddy has.
Last night, she was in her own bed, Mommy was in hers, and Brayden was roaring around the house with Fin (remember Fin?), and they were all settling back into their routines.
Life is returning to a new normal, and we will take it.
All the damage will be healed - both psychological and physical, in Brant and in his family. Life will be different for them in the upcoming months, but everything will smooth out
into a new rhythm.
Brant and all of the family cannot thank you enough for your prayers and support, the gifts of food, flowers, balloons, cards, and phone calls.
It has been an amazing outpouring of love and respect that helped light the buoys that led out of the Universe of Pain...
and back home again.
Thank you all, so very, very much.
The Price of all that new knowledge is steep.
While you are deeply unable to care for yourself, others who love you step in to take over. While you are touring the Universe of Pain,
they are there to soothe in whatever manner it takes.
I watched my Dad do this when my Mom was completely debilitated by heart failure brought on by too many pain meds and the ensuing pneumonia. In a nutshell,
he took over her life for her, and did the best he could to bring her relief and rehabilitation. He lived at the hospital for months.
Months.
After Brant's accident, his wife did the same thing. He was helpless, and although in a good hospital, the nursing staff could only jump so fast. Amy did what was needed: she transferred her life over to the hospital, and did her best to get him what he needed,
when he needed it. We sat with her, and him,
through surgery after surgery, and tried to help him
fight his way through the Universe of Pain.
In the end, the fight ends where it began. With the wounded person. In the end, Brant took over the navigation through those mysterious waters on his own, and freed Amy up to
return home to their children.
Brant took back the helm from the Dragon that roams the Universe of Pain, realizing in the end that the Dragon had almost gained control. That oily beast had sneaked in when no one was looking, and put his talons right into Brant's wrist and arm,
but we caught him.
Captain Brant kicked him overboard,
charted a course back to his own Universe, and throttled up, steering with his good arm.
He docked at the Rehabilitation Center at New Hanover three days ago, and we are amazed at the difference in him. Yesterday, he had his first shower, and daughter Caroline regaled us with stories about the "real car" they had there to teach you how to get in and out with the big old injuries her Daddy has.
Last night, she was in her own bed, Mommy was in hers, and Brayden was roaring around the house with Fin (remember Fin?), and they were all settling back into their routines.
Life is returning to a new normal, and we will take it.
All the damage will be healed - both psychological and physical, in Brant and in his family. Life will be different for them in the upcoming months, but everything will smooth out
into a new rhythm.
Brant and all of the family cannot thank you enough for your prayers and support, the gifts of food, flowers, balloons, cards, and phone calls.
It has been an amazing outpouring of love and respect that helped light the buoys that led out of the Universe of Pain...
and back home again.
Thank you all, so very, very much.
