This is the story of Dancy Mosley Sullivan, who welcomed her second child into the world on December 14, 2014, under the care of Dr. Jon Adcock, an OBGYN with OBGYN South at Brookwood Baptist Medical Center. It’s a story of the power of prayer & how a little girl defeated all the odds stacked against her.
On December 13, 2014, Dr. Gonzalez walked into my hospital room and changed our lives forever.
He said, “Your baby girl has hydrops Ffetalis and probably won’t survive.” I hear that echoing through my head like it was yesterday.
(If you aren’t familiar with it, hydrops fetalis is a severe, life-threatening problem of severe edema (swelling) in the fetus and newborn.)
I remember thinking that I was dreaming. I remember feeling my husband, Johnny, squeezing my hand as his head dropped. I remember his tears.
I remember looking over at Dr. Jon Adcock, my OBGYN, as tears strolled down his face.
I remember my nurse, Christa Wood, grabbing my other hand as tears streamed down her cheeks.
I remember hearing, “The best case scenario is she will have Down syndrome”, but also being told that she really only had a 5% chance of survival.
After Dr. Gonzalez walked out of the room, Dr. Adcock asked me what questions I had. I had a million questions like “why?” & “what did I do wrong?”
I called my family and told them it was time to come to the hospital. I lied to them, because I was scared to say out loud how serious her situation really was. A few hours later, we met the man who would tirelessly care for Grayson, Dr. Wahib Mena. His news wasn’t much better. He told us how the delivery would go and what to expect (actually, what not to expect.).
He said she would not be crying. She would get whisked away, and I wouldn’t see her until she was stable (and that was only if she survived the birth). I remember lying awake that night begging God not to do this, not to me, not to Logan. He was so excited about his baby sister. How was I supposed to tell him that his baby sister had passed away?
I have never been at the true mercy of God until that night. I never knew what a good, good father He is until that night … the worst night of my life. All we could do was sit and wait and prepare for the worst.
The next morning, I was exhausted and numb. I remember thinking that I was not strong enough to do this.
At 1:30 pm on December 14th, they started prepping me for a C-section. I was crying and telling Johnny that I didn’t want to do it. Dr. Adcock came in and prayed with us one last time; one last prayer for healing.
As they wheeled me back, I tried to prepare myself for her arrival, repeating to myself that she won’t cry, and I won’t see her if she survives. Right before she came out, the room was completely silent except for the beeping of my monitors. I am pretty sure I heard everyone take a deep breath and hold it.
At 2:43 pm, Grayson Harper Sullivan was born AND SHE CAME OUT CRYING! It was the teeniest cry you ever heard, BUT SHE WAS CRYING! I heard Dr. Adcock say, “Oh my goodness, SHE CRIED!”
I even got a small peek before they started stabilizing her. One by one, the doctors and nurses crept around the corner to tell me how beautiful she was and how great she looked. Finally, after he finished my surgery, Dr. Adcock joined me beside my bed, and we cried together for what seemed liked forever.
He said, “Science told us she wouldn’t make it, but it appears that God had another plan for her.”
Our God is a God of miracles. Prayer didn’t change her diagnosis, but it absolutely changed her prognosis.
Grayson fought her little teeny tiny butt off in the NICU for 52 days before being able to come home. We had some really awful days, but God had her every second.
Today, she is four years old, and we love her more than she will ever know.
To this day, I cannot thank the people that were there enough. The doctors and nurses were sent straight from Heaven to my room. God knew exactly who we needed that day, and He provided.
But a special thank you goes out to Dr. Adcock, who was nothing short of angel during this terrifying experience. He even came back to the hospital on his night off to check on us. We love him dearly. He will forever be a part of our story. His impact on us is indescribable.
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