Glenn Post 1 (from April 2004):

Some of you have e-mailed me and asked where I had been since I had been gone from the boards for a while. Thanks for checking in. I thought I would let everyone know what has been going on.

After working with adoption agencies for a almost 2 years and showing our profile to quite a few birth moms, we received a call saying that we were in the final group that the birth mom had chosen. In a couple of days, we were told that we were the ones that the b-mom had chosen to adopt the baby. Let the scrambling begin. All of a sudden everything is turned upside down in my life.

After running around trying to get things we needed, we received a call on a Thursday that a C-section had been scheduled for Friday and we needed to be in Dallas (from Atlanta) on Saturday. More scrambling for hotel and plane reservations, etc.

We arrive in Dallas thinking we would be there for 1 week waiting for the paper work to clear so we could leave the state of Texas with our new son – Glenn Alan Ford.

Plans changed quickly. As it turned out, he was not as developed as they thought at 35 weeks and he had major lung problems. For the first 3 days of his life, he was on a high frequency ventilator, then moved to a regular ventilator, then miraculously healed all together and we were going to leave the hospital on the 9th day of his life.

The day before we were to check out, Glenn took a turn for the worse. His heart started to fail. In the matter of an hour, they had called another hospital that had an excellent Pediatrics Cardiac ICU and they got him and transferred him there.

Once there, it was figured out that he had a small blood clot that had formed and went to his kidney causing kidney failure, which caused the heart to work too hard and eventually fail. As a result of this, his blood pressure sky rocketed causing some swelling in his brain and a small amount of brain damage.

Long story short, he made tremendous improvements and almost 4 weeks after being in Dallas, TX, we checked out of the hospital and returned home Atlanta with my son. He is on some medications to help with some recovery issues and high blood pressure, but the prognosis is good. We won’t know what the result of the brain damage is until he starts to develop motor skills at 6 months old and beyond.

Little Glenn is definitely a miracle and a fighter. He almost died twice in the 1st two weeks of his life and came out of it strong….. hmmm…a marathoner’s spirit huh?

So, that is where I have been for the last while.