The years that Kory had to wear the braces were very difficult times for all of us—for him because of the pain and discomfort he suffered, and for those of us who loved him because we had to watch, helpless, as he struggled with it. 
He would have to lie on the floor on his stomach while we strapped the brace on him very tightly. It was such torture for him. He wore it to bed at night and to school in the mornings so he could take it off in the afternoons for football and karate.
It constantly cut into his skin, leaving pinch marks along with huge callouses on his back and stomach.
Eating very much was impossible because the brace was so tight that it made him throw up.
Often, when he took the brace off, the seamless shirt he wore under it was soaked with sweat.
Sitting in class was also very hard because the bottom of the brace cut into his abs. It put holes in his shirt when he leaned against something, and his shirt always had little spots of blood on it. His nights were restless and brutal. . . . . . . 
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. Romans. 8:18
The Portion of my Inheritance 
how heartbreaking. to read about it is one thing, but to actually see it is another.
It is still so heartbreaking for me to see these pictures also. I thought about putting pictures in the book and decided against it. I do have his permission to put them on here though. He has always been such a trouper through everything!
After reading the book, I am so interested to see the pictures. Thank you and Kory for sharing them. What an encouragement you both are, for others.
Thank you Rita! Once again, these are our altars, our remembrances. When I see these pictures, I remember God’s faithfulness and how He got us through each step! He is so amazing!!!