Haha! Thank you for your contributions yesterday. I appreciate the mirth.
No need for folks to drive forever to come tend to me. I am okay. Sort of. But mostly okay. My sister is here as well, so that takes some of the burden off of me.
In the meantime, Amos has discovered that he can prop up on his legs and do a crawl-walk. He uses this maneuver to try to pull himself up onto chairs, tables, and everything else that his head likes to bang into. So far over the course of two days, he has two big bruises on his forehead with another on the way. I am beginning to look like a bad mother.
Maybe we should have ordered the corrective helmet for him, eh? Heheh.
Back to the hospital today. Dad is still sedated and is "sleeping" every hour of the day. Oh, the fun part? He is in restraints because he flails around from the drugs and has once tried to pull out everything. I had a dream last night that he ran away from a mental institution and told us that he wants to be free and to let him go. Is this hospital bed communication? Am I just expressing guilt because I know what he is thinking right now? Ugh, I say.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
You crazy kids
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3 beautiful people muttered something back:
ugh.... this process is never easy, huh?
and why would you have guilt? for pushing him to get to the hospital (even though he should have done it a long time ago)?
and the kid bruises are just part of growing up. So are germs, random bad food (wait until he eats his first Halloween candy take all in one sitting!) and hopefully - some cool sports injuries when he gets older. Better a few bruises than be like the moms who surround their kids in bubble wrap and never let them experience "getting dirty"
Keep focusing on the fact that you'll eventually be home - in time to enjoy a gorgeous Rocky Mountain summer.
Hang in there. and no guilt!
I know the felling little sis...when will we be able to go home? I've been calling my friend Rosie for updates on how the weather is in Rockport, TX...and i am jealous...to be able to go fishing and sun bathing...ahhh that wonderful and glorious coastal air...how i hate the San Antonio area...Lord please keep us in your prayers and give us strength.
Mabye you could just wrap his forehead in bubble wrap, like a protective Samurai headband. (Yes, I've been watching too much Ninja Warrior). Today I am going to work on child-proofing the house a bit, just to keep the explorer out of some of the cabinets. I'd hate to have him get buried under one of the piles of random crap that tends to come spilling out of our cupboards.
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