5045 34th St. South Unit 621
ST. Petersburg, FL 33711
Cindie
5045 34th St. South Unit 621
ST. Petersburg, FL 33711
Cindie
Update on Becca from her father Dave...
Clearly it has been a while since my last message. This email may well be the last "official" update on Rebecca as the most dramatic aspects of our recent challenges appear behind us. The primary reason for the extended lapse between this and the last update was our waiting to see how Becca would take to her cochlear implant. Only after I sent out the last email did I realize I'd neglected to mention that, by standard practice, cochlear implants are not made functional the day of the surgery. Typically, patients must wait a month to heal. That is to say, Becca has been experiencing her new form of hearing for just over a week now. It was two Fridays ago, on the 13th, that Becca, Amy and I went to the Michigan Ear Institute to receive the outer part of the hearing mechanism--the microphone and sound processor. This part is what sits over the ear like a regular hearing aid and connects magnetically to the internal machine. Sound waves are picked up by the microphone, converted to digital signals which are transferred to the implant inside the cochlea. Those signals are then converted to electrical impulses which register in the brain as sound. To be clear, what Becca hears with the implant is not the sound we hear. As an artificial means of hearing that replaces the inner ear, the implant translates everything into something with less nuance, more standardization. For much greater details on the workings of the device, see http://www.cochlearamericas.com/Products/2012.asp.
Of course, our naive hope as parents was that the solution to Becca's hearing deficit would be solved as soon as we had our new medical wonder hooked up. In practice, however, the adoption of such a life-altering appliance is not straightforward, especially for a four-year-old. Our greatest stumbling block has been simply keeping the rather bulky processor on Becca's dainty ear. Even with the manufacturer's special fastening attachment, the hearing aid drops off fairly regularly. Forget about running around the backyard. So far, stretchy hair bands have been reasonably effective. One wonders what we would have done had Becca been a boy. As for the actual functioning of the implant, it does indeed improve our daughter's hearing. She definitely picks up more words and doesn't need to look at our mouths so much. And we expect improvement over time as the device is fine-tuned for Becca. We will be back to the Michigan Ear Institute on several more occasions for reprogramming over the coming months. We were told to expect an adjustment period, both in terms of Becca getting accustomed to the implant and her brain adapting to the new sound. While we might have wanted to flip a switch to give Becca her hearing back, we are obliged to recharge and replace batteries, learn the meaning of two-digit codes and convince our daughter of her need to stick with this new part of her life.
I speak for the entire family when I say that each of us has experienced the lowest point in our lives in 2008. The whole experience has been physically and emotionally taxing. Speaking frankly, I can't say we've yet found the silver lining in these dark clouds. But then, so little time has passed. I will say that Jesus remains faithful and has in no way forsaken us. Throughout our ordeal, we have experienced a great outpouring of love from our family, friends and even strangers. We feel honored to be the recipients of others' sacrifices.
God bless,
Dave

During one of the services I was singing praise songs with the congregation and it occurred to me how calm I was despite having to talk in front of everyone in a few moments. Not only was I calm but I felt secure, at home, like everything was right and that I was exactly where I should be, with the people I should be with, doing what I should be doing. Now for anyone who knows me well also knows that I am an introvert. I can come across extroverted, and I love meeting people and hearing their stories, but moving in a social setting often drains me especially when I don’t know people. I am also a behind the scenes kind of person. I love to work the lights, video, anything NOT in the spotlight. When I worked in the business world public speaking was something I only did when required too and every time my nerves would be so wound up that my stomach would be doing somersaults and sometimes my voice shook slightly when I spoke. So the realization that here at Mayfair Presbyterian church , as well as at other places I have spoken about the ministry, I was not nervous… not even a little, sent a very powerful message to me. It said that I was indeed right where God wanted me, doing what he made me to do, and that I did not need to worry about anything… he’d take care of everything and I just needed to do my part. As I sang I felt as I often do when at churches around the world; welcome, at home and united with other Christ followers in a common goal to love and serve God and love and serve people. The world felt small in a good way; like we are all in this together and together we can make a difference. Each of us finding the purpose for which we were created and acting on it. Finding the sweet spot where you feel you are exactly where you should be, with the people you should be with, doing exactly what you should be doing.
Thank you to all my friends at Mayfair Presbyterian church for your ongoing support, generosity, and encouragement. You are also in my prayers.

CHE… that is the name of the class that we attended this last week.

Community Health Education is a wholistic strategy to help nationals evaluate, determine, and address their own needs. It is a tool that helps us facilitate the process while the nationals learn the skills needed to problem solve their own issues and make a better future for themselves. Faye Tim and I not only learned valuable skills that we will carry with us in our ministry but we met incredible people, like minded and focused on serving others in the most healthy way possible. We pray God crosses our paths again both personally and in ministry. We learned as much from those we were in the class with as we did from the class itself. Thanks also to all of those at Equip. Barrie and Tillie who own and run Providence Farm and Brenda and Harold who taught the CHE class. You are forever imprinted on my heart! Thanks for running the hard race and persevering under every obstacle and roadblock. Your lives are testimonies to how one life committed to loving and serving God can change the world. My life has been blessed by you and all you taught me not only in practical ways but in the stories you told and in the way you live your lives. God Bless!

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