So I guess I should update on what's been going on with us lately.... The Tuesday of vacation, 4/19, Sammy came down with a temp. and into Wed. He seemed ok Thursday and then woke up Friday morning with diarrhea and vomiting once. So by Saturday evening he seemed to be perking up and taking some fluids but was up all night Sunday upset and ended up vomiting again Sunday morning. So we called the doc and went to the ER with him. Happy Easter, hah? He was so dehydrated and limp it was scary. So they hydrated him with an IV and sent us home with the well still in, just in case. We had a follow-up with the ped. Monday morning and he felt he was still dehydrated so he admitted us to the hospital. We stayed Monday night and then again Tuesday night to get the IV fluids and he was acting better by Wednesday so they let us go home. he started eating again and now I am just struggling with him to take the bottle again...I sat with him for half an hour twice yesterday until he drank some of the bottle... he can't eat popsicles all day forever! So he is back to school... acting fine, just tiring a little easier and skinnier from the incident, and has us once again considering the g tube, but it's nice to see him smiling again! :) Don't ever want to go through that again.... Now Luke has a cold, so we'll see if we can bypass anybody else catching that from him... Sammy can't afford to catch something again, poor little guy... so Clorox wipes and sanitizer galore! Summer vacation, please come quickly!!!!!!!!!!
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God Chooses A Mom for A Disabled Childby Erma Bombeck
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth; son; patron saint, Matthew.
"Forrest, Marjorie; daughter; patron saint, Cecelia.
"Rudledge, Carrie; twins; patron saint.... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a handicapped child a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But has she patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independance. She'll have to teach the child to live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't seperate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, there is a woman I will bless with a child less then perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see --- ignorance, cruelty, prejudice --- and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in midair.
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth; son; patron saint, Matthew.
"Forrest, Marjorie; daughter; patron saint, Cecelia.
"Rudledge, Carrie; twins; patron saint.... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a handicapped child a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But has she patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independance. She'll have to teach the child to live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't seperate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, there is a woman I will bless with a child less then perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see --- ignorance, cruelty, prejudice --- and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in midair.
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
About Me
- ellen :)
- MA
- I'm a wife of 8 years, a mom of 2 gorgeous boys, one who has CP, and a lover of turtles! :)
3 comments:
Ugh! Your vacation was worse than ours (see my blog). Why are illnesses so much harder on our poor kiddos! Geez! I'm glad Sammy is feeling better and I hope his immune system is still fighting so it fights off the cold!
We were sick on Easter too. So, Emma didn't get to hunt eggs or anything, and I have no pictures really. We tried to color some, but she looks like she feels like crap in the photos.
I don't know why illnesses are so hard on our kids, but they are. IT IS SO HARD AT TIMES LIKE THAT.
I am very happy to hear that our sweet Sammy is feeling better. I will pray that he keeps healthy from now through to summer. Poor kids. He takes a lickin and keeps on tickin. He is a strong kid to go through that. This year seems to have hit us all with sickies at the worst times, huh? Hugs Ellen!
Sorry to hear you ladies were in the same boat as us...no, not fun at all! :(
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