Saturday I wasn't so sure life would go on. Following a relatively routine surgical procedure, the antibiotics Mini-me was taking prior to surgery turned on him, wracking havoc with his body, causing him to become life-threateningly dehydrated. He could not give his birth date; in the emergency room they were almost entirely unable to find a vein to put i.v.'s in.
All of the times I have said "this is the scariest thing that has ever happened to me" put together do not come close to the terror I felt at the thought of losing one of my kids. Of all of the things I am, being a mom truly is the thing I am most proud of. How would I define myself without all of them? Four days later, Mini-me was finally released from the ICU. We still don't know when he will come home.
|8 bags, 4 i.v. lines - scary stuff!|
Here's What I'm:
Listening To: Gods of Alabama by Joshilyn Jackson. Just getting started but I'm not sure I'm going to enjoy the narration.
Watching: That monitor on the left. I learned a lot about all of those numbers that show up and what they should be this weekend.
Reading: Under The Dome by Stephen King. Dang, King kicks the action off early and often in this one!
Making: Nothing. Thank heavens for my sister and a dear friend who have kept my family in meals the past few days.
Planning: Once again, we are living a fluid life with no plans.
Grateful for: Amazing technology and great medicines but mostly incredible, caring nurses.
Loving: Our wonderful support team of family and friends. It's times like these that remind me how very blessed we are.
Thinking: Life will go on but we will never again be the same after seeing how quickly everything can change.
Looking forward to: Bringing Mini-me home!