Day 5 - June 20 - Kansas?

Today at noon, the medicos asked to speak to Cherie and I.  We went into Connor's room with our now-usual fear of impending bad news.  The nurse explained that they wanted our permission to administer drugs to Connor that would effectively paralyze him completely. After the initial shock of that request, we were able to listen while they explained the circumstances - apparently the normal person's neck, in a situation like Con's, will reset under about 25 pounds of traction.  Connor has had 40 pounds of traction on his neck for nearly three days, and his neck is not straightening out.  They explained that they wanted to put him into a state where his muscles have no choice but to relax and allow his bones to move (for those who don't know him, Connor's neck is about as big around as my leg - he's built like a bull). Apparently he is strong enough that he has held this 40 pounds in the air by his broken neck for almost three days.

So anyway, after discussing the ramifications, we agreed to the procedure, and Connor is currently in that state.  He is heavily sedated and they are standing by with the X-ray machine, in order to confirm the neck's realignment.  We are told that the process, assuming the X-ray confirms the realignment, will take an hour or two, after which he can be allowed to come off of the paralyzing medication.

Please pray that Connor suffers no ill effects from the procedure or the medication.  Pray that Connor's neck will realign, and that this will allow his spinal cord to begin to function correctly again.  Pray that the manipulation of his neck will allow his blood vessels to safely begin providing bloodflow to all parts of his body.  Pray that realignment will allow him to be stabilized.  Please pray specifically that Connor will be protected from damage which might be caused by moving his bones around like this.

My son is in my God's gentle, competent, and compassionate hands.  Whom shall I fear?

So what does that have to do with Kansas, anyway?  Here's what - God has been giving us songs in moments of need.  Today, the song that came into Cherie's head had these lyrics...

"Carry on, my wayward son -

there'll be peace when you are done.

Lay your weary head to rest.

Don't you cry no more."

Can God use Kansas to bring comfort to his children?  

Apparently.