Only with us for a short time
On March 19, 2014, a beautiful baby was birthed into this world. After many months of sleepless nights, swollen joints, and countless trips to the hospital, our precious baby was ready to make his appearance. Knowing the consequences of what could happen to my wife, she was ready to deliver. I anticipated this day and my worries were high. Not just for my son, but also for my wife. As it approached time for her scheduled C-section, I could see the fear in her eyes. Worry and anxiousness filled us both. “It’s time”, our nurse announced. Our faces lit up with excitement. Both of us knew of the possible complications, but the joy of our son’s arrival washed it from our minds. As we approached the door to surgery, the nurse asked me to take a seat as they applied the nerve block and prepared her for surgery. Although I was seated for only minutes, it felt like hours. When I heard the nurse announce my name, I couldn’t get through the doors fast enough. As I walked down the hall to the final door, I took a deep breath and walked through to see Keda laying on the surgeons table with a nervous look on her face. I walked over, kissed her on the forehead, told her everything world be okay and that I loved her; praying that she didn’t see the nervous look on my face. I asked if she was ready and took her hand. With the doctors at the ready, they announced that we were at the final stretch and all that was left was one big pull. Keda nodded her head that she was ready and they began, but Keda being the amazingly tough woman that she is, never let out more than a grunt… As I watched, a look of relief came across her face when we heard Ralyn on the other side of the curtain crying. Keda and I both burst into tears. Our baby boy was here and he was more than her or I ever expected. He was perfect and beautiful. It’s amazing how you can instantly love something so much that you would give your life for them at a moment’s notice.
--- Chad Hunter Thrower, Eulogy for my son
