I was hesitant to post this about a year ago, this post just sat in my drafts. After reading it today I realized I may help someone else that may be going through a similar situation.
January 2016…
Man this morning has been one of those days….where I just want to scream but NOT TODAY. My husband and I are trying to get back into our routine…..So let’s rewind a little, Last week Ian was hospitalized he had RSV (Respiratory Syncytial Virus) and Pneumonia. He was admitted to the PICU (pediatric intensive care unit) at Connecticut Children’s Hospital. This was very scary for My husband and I. We knew that Ian was not feeling well and we brought him to his pediatrician who put him on a steroid and antibiotic. When we brought him back for his follow up he didn’t seem to improve how we thought he should so the pediatrician then put him on another dose of steroids and switched his antibiotic….thinking that he had a bacterial infection…..my husband brought Ian to the 2nd follow up (I was at work 😕) and he calls me to say he has to get him to the ER. I left work so quick I texted my manager after the fact to let her know what was going on. Thank God for great managers! When we got to the ER after many sticks and pokes and test we find out about the RSV and Pneumonia.
Why does my baby have to go through all of this? Why not me? Will Nia and Eli be ok while we are here? A few of the many question that were going through my head…. needless to say our other 2 kids were being taking care of by our family. We have an amazing support system. Nia who is 7 was very concerned. About a year and half ago she lost her grandmother to cancer and shortly after that her cousin passed away from cancer as well. She has experienced more loss at 7 then I have in my entire life. Nia was more concerned with if he would come home. She had moments where she cried and I cried with her but also reassured her that Ian would be ok and yes he is coming home.
Nia reading a book to Ian.(above)
The devil tried to still my joy today. I had to pray and remind myself of how blessed I am. We woke up late, I was late to work today Nia barely made her bus I didn’t have time to eat breakfast, Eli wanted to watch Elmo instead of getting ready. BUT I am alive and breathing. I won’t be miserable and ungrateful NOT TODAY for I have too much to be happy for. Ian is feeling so much better his teacher and paraprofessional let me know he is much more engaged at school. With all the situations that could have broken my marriage its hasn’t if anything it has made our union stronger. Having my husband as a partner makes life that much better.
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