Ok so I posted the whole story this morning but apparently you can only type so many words. Here is part 2 so please read part 1 first.
We were told that he would be going to NICU for the night and we would not be able to stay with him. I was heart sick. I was not very excited about leaving my brand new baby by himself all night. After two days in the hospital we received some good news, the cancer looked like the kind that goes away on its own. Nothing would need to be done. I was elated that we could take our baby home. The next day the shoe dropped and I was not prepared for the phone call we received. The doctor said they had sent the sample off to three places, the first two said all was ok but the third one showed that it was worse than the first two so chemo would need to be done. We were heartsick. How do you give chemo to a one month old baby?
We then turned the situation over completely to the Lord. Our families, friends and wards had a fast for us and a lady in my in-laws ward, who works as a secretary for Elder Scott, asked if Alex could be put on the 12's prayer roll. We of course said yes. When she asked Elder Scott if he could be added he asked for the situation of the child. When Alex's story was shared he asked her to call us and see if it was ok if he gave him a blessing. When my mother-in-law called me I was shocked and of course said yes. We set up the blessing for the 15th of Feb., 5 days before the central line was to be put in.
When we got to Elder Scott's office he talked with us for a few minutes and then turned to my husband and asked who he would like to do the blessing. It was awesome to see an Apostle of the Lord acknowledge the patriarachal order of the Priesthood. My husband asked if he would give the blessing. Elder Scott commanded his body to heal itself. The angels were present that day and we knew that all would be ok no matter what the outcome was. That weekend I had conversations with both of our moms, at seperate times. I told them I had just had a really strong feeling that he needed to have another ultrasound. They both told me that they had had the same feeling. The central line was scheduled for Wednesday, Monday was President's day so I knew there was no way of getting it done then. I called first thing in the morning on Tuesday and could not get a hold of our doctor. I called other doctors that I knew throughout the hospital and none of them could order the ultrasound. Finally around 2 in the afternoon Dr. Wagner called me back. He was really annoyed with me and was wondering why I was calling all over the hospital. I told him I wanted another ultrasound and he said that he was not going to order it for me. I told him I would sit in radiology until someone agreed to do the ultrasound. I argued with him for a few minutes when he finally said, "Will this make a difference as to what you do tomorrow?" I said yes and he said that the insurance company would not pay for this as it was not necessary. I told him I did not give a damn as to who paid for it but it would be done. He said he would call me back. When he did he said you have 10 minutes to get up here. I did not have a car and so I called my mom and she came and got me.
The results of the ultrasound were nothing short of a miracle. The tumor had shrunk by 1/3 since the last ultrasound a week prior. I cancelled all chemo and the doctor asked me if I knew what I was doing to my child. I said yes I do. By April the tumor was gone and today we have a happy, healthy six year old.
Miracles do occur in our day and age. God leads and guides His people with His spirit. I am grateful for my husband and all those around me who hold the priesthood for their worthiness in holding that sacred power and their willingness to use it. I am grateful for all of the wonderful friends and family that supported us and helped us in so many ways. Most of all, thank you to Alex. You are a great kid and you have so much faith. Enough to pray and make the rain stop just for a picture. Thank you for teaching me so much!!! I love you!!!
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Part 2
Posted by A & M Ras at 12:21 PM
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5 comments:
Well, way to get the tears flowing on my end! I remember the day that Alex was born, and knew that he had cancer, but I hadn't heard the entire story. I heard the tale end of a converstation your mom had on the radio with Doug Wright (at least, I was almost positive that it was your mom) about choosing not to go forward with the chemo, and I was always curious about how that all came about. Stories like this make me wonder how there are people who don't believe in miracles.
An incredible and amazing story Marissa. I'm so glad you've written it and shared it. Being around Alex with his great mind and terrific personality, sometimes I forget the beginning. Love you all.
Alex is a miracle child!
With Scott away and myself not yet in a position to receive intimate family details :) Neither of us had ever heard your story from start to finish. I'm so glad that you shared. I cannot be reminded enough that miracles happen, because, sadly, I forget too often, but they do, they really, really do. I'm so glad to know you guys and enjoy the strength of your testimony.
I'm doctor Ashton's daughter. That story is so sweet, and I am so happy to hear how it turned out. Cancer is a very scary thing, as we are learning more and more daily. Thank you so much for your kind words on my Dad's blog. His battle is a long one, and inspirational comments on our blog bring such light.
I read your comment to my mom, and she couldn't stop the tears. She remembers your dad from school at West High.
Thank you again,
Brodi Ashton and Family
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