The world lost a beautiful person yesterday. One of Annadelle’s chiropractors, Dr. Alicia Barton, was called to her heavenly home last night after an extremely short battle with brain cancer. The news came to us before church service this morning, and although we weren’t close to her, Chris and I haven’t stopped thinking about her passing since.
The first time we met Alicia was when we pulled in to Gulf Coast Family Chiropractic office and she met us in the parking lot. I thought it was odd that she would do that, the doctor herself coming out to the parking lot to greet us and help us get Annadelle out of the car, but I would soon find out that is just the kind of person Alicia was. That same day, we sat down with Alicia and told Annadelle’s story…again…for what seemed like the billionth time, but the difference that day was that “Dr. Alicia” (as she was called) was truly listening. She heard about her diagnosis, the many months spent in the hospital, all the traveling we had done, and the daily routines we had established. What drew me the most to her was that when she asked about recovery, she asked how we were doing, not just Annadelle.
Dr. Alicia made an impact on our family in the very short period of time that we knew her because she gave us hope. During our first meeting, she spoke healing onto Annadelle and reminded us that our God is faithful.
I believe God puts us in contact with those who may lead us closer to Him, or to those who need to be lead closer to Him. When we met Dr. Alicia, I needed to be lead closer to Him, and He used our encounter to strengthen my faith that Annadelle will be healed. Since we began our chiropractic journey, we have seen remarkable improvement in Annadelle. She is using her left arm more, sitting up straighter, and has a much improved core. I fully believe God used Dr. Alicia (and Dr. Sharkey) to begin the true healing process, of not just Annadelle’s body but also my spiritual soul.
Chris and I spoke about Dr. Alicia while sitting around our dinner table tonight. We both commented that Alicia’s passing has reminded us that, no matter how blissful life is, it can take a turn at any moment. We know all too well just how much life can be flipped upside down in the blink of an eye, but I will admit I never realized how truly blessed we were (and are) to still have Annadelle with us.
Several months ago, Chris and I were arguing over something that neither one of us can remember now. Our relationship is not the same after what we have endured and, to be honest, I think we both want to choke the life out of each other more often than not. I remember this argument specifically because Chris told me I wasn’t grateful for what God had done.
“Are you kidding me?” I thought.
He was serious. He reminded me of the many moments Annadelle was seconds from death as she struggled to breathe, especially on our way to the hospital.
“We almost lost her!” he said, repeatedly.
It was as if the fact had not registered in my mind until that second when I understood exactly what God had done for our family. I thought about myself next to the MRI machine, gently rubbing Annadelle’s foot to let her know I was there, and imagined an army of angels around us. I’ve said before in a previous post that I knew God had performed a miracle in that moment. And although I knew that, I didn’t fully grasp the gravity of what had occurred until I was in the midst of a useless argument with my husband.
I told a new friend at church today that God gives us what we ask for, but sometimes he does it in a way that we don’t expect. I used to pray for patience when it came to Annadelle. God sure enough gave me patience, but not in a way I would want to relive. I would say be careful what you pray for, but I know that God’s plan is much better than ours, even if we don’t understand it at the moment.
I have asked God to completely heal Annadelle. I know that He will in his time. I have had two friends send me random messages to tell me God revealed a message to them- both of them stating Annadelle will walk again in time. That was a few weeks (and one a few months) ago, and yesterday Annadelle walked in her new walker (and braces) from our house to my mother’s two doors down. She can only move straight forward in her walker right now for short periods of time (very, very slowly), but I know she will walk again independently. I can’t wait for the day when she walks in to get her “popcorn” using her walker.
Annadelle on her first day of 1st grade 8/14/19
In the meantime, Annadelle is back at school. She is loving her new teacher, Mrs. Ford, and making new friends. She frequently talks about Laekin and has said she is her “bestie”. From what I’m told, the other kids seem to really accept Annadelle in her wheelchair. I have always been terrified of my child being the target of a bully and the chair increases that fear ten fold. Every night I remind Annadelle of how special she is and how much we love her, and to tell Mommy if anyone is mean to her because she’ll give them a knuckle sandwich.
“You can’t do that,” she replies.
We are currently waiting on Annadelle to undergo a PT and OT evaluation for school before we try to set up more therapy appointments in Fairhope. Because she is on a therapy break right now, Chris and I have been doing as much therapy at home as we can handle. We are going to get the treadmill set up this week with her suspension walker and have her walk on the treadmill for 30-45 minute increments after school. We have been getting her in her walker at home for at least 45 minutes at a time, often times distracting her by going to Nana’s house or playing Donkey Kong on the Nintendo Switch. We need to focus on more core exercises, balancing, leg strengthening, and crawling in the upcoming weeks. I am already exhausted just thinking about it.
Thank you for the continued support. I ask tonight that you pray for the family of Alicia Barton. I also ask that you continue to pray for Annadelle to walk independently. We love you all.