Sick

Last night I came home from working all day to find a mess. There was a vomit covered bathmat on my darkened outside steps (not knowing what it was I picked up the slime covered mat before promptly dropping it again) so, after cleaning that and all the other messes around the house, AND calling my mom to watch Will today (school policy is if he throws up he within 24 hours of school he can't go. ). I finally get upstairs to see my beautiful boy and get his happy thoughts AND most importantly snuggle with him. Sometimes mommy needs it more than he does! This was definitely one of those nights.

He was sound asleep, having fallen asleep while waiting up for me. I have him a kiss on the forehead, turned off the light and went back downstairs with tears in my eyes. Seeing him was what got me through the day. It was just one of those days.

This morning, anyone who knows me knows I'm NOT a morning person!! I came downstairs and instead of the arguments I was expecting- getting dressed, getting off the wii, looking upstairs for his Nintendo DS case- he was so sweet and polite, even thanking me for helping him find his case.

I realized that he's been polite since Wednesday. Being the trooper that he is he went to school last week even though he told me he was having some diarrhea issues in the evening. Even staff remarked at how wonderful he was doing receiving high marks in everything on their tracking sheets. I definitely realized he wasn't feeling well when Will, Tim (staff) and I went for a walk Saturday afternoon and he had diarrhea on the side of the walking/bike trail. Again, he handled it like a trooper and cleaned himself up when we got home.

I hope he is feeling better really soon. I hate to see him sick, although I do LOVE this polite, agreeable and mild mannered child that I have for a little while at least.

Sickness has found my home

My son seems to have a cold today. It's been coming on for a few days now, I've listened to the increased congestion and the clearing of his throat more often. But it finally hit him today.

His voice is raspy today (is it wrong of me to love the way his voice sounds?). He is definitely off. He did a great job when staff were here. As the day went on he started fading and became less able to deal with life. He didn't take his shower tonight claiming that he didn't have the strength. So we went to bed early.

He sounded so congested I made him use a Vicks Stick (a menthol vapor stick). If you look at the first couple of pictures you can see how well this did NOT go over with him. I wrapped Will up in his quilt and put him to bed. He told me after reading and happy thoughts that his whole body hurts. He has dark circles under his eyes. I hope he sleeps well tonight, and that it helps.

Sick

I woke this morning feeling sick. I went downstairs to find my son had thrown up already and is sick himself. I am letting him play on the wii for much longer than I normally would. I still have to change the sheets on the beds, wash dishes and do 2-3 loads of laundry. Ugh!

I'm particularly feeling grateful for my brain having short circuited and not feeling anything. I am worried about what will happen when the numbness wears off, but for now I am grateful for the numbness as things keep piling on. I definitely needed a break.

So today we will rest, I will try to summon the energy to do all the chores I need to do and make myself some tea. (I may lose my mind if Will keeps refusing to learn to blow his nose- all the snuffling is driving me crazy!)

"Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around." -Leo F. Buscaglia

Still sick a week later

Alright, this is so not funny. I know I haven't mentioned it, but I really hate being sick. My chest feels like its being stabbed every time I cough. I even get coughing so hard I throw up. Yuck.

My weekend is coming to a close (I have Fridays and Saturday's off, although my boss now has me working a couple of hours every Friday morning) I have to say, for being so sick it's been pretty good.

Will and I have had our moments, I'm not as patient and calm when I'm sick. (have I mentioned I hate being sick and I feel miserable yet?). However, Will came with me to run my work errands Friday am, and he even reluctantly had a sleep over at Granny and Papas so I could get some sleep. He ended up having a great time playing Legos, pool, darts and soccer.

Today we went to Jerry's Rocks and Gems to dig in the sand box. This is very cool if you have a child who likes sand, and rocks. They let you fill up a bag (sm bag, but you can get a lot in there) for $5. Jerry will even sort and label everything you find. We got everything from amethyst, to garnet, to quartz, to fossils and everything in between. It's such a cool place to visit and explore.

I have to say, I was hoping for someone to bring me some soup. (it was offered on a night I had to work late, hey- you could have brought it anytime in the last 3 nights I was home! I'm still sick). Ah well, my energy is super low, even with the extra sleep last night. I can't wait for Will to go to bed tonight so I can follow. Is that wrong of me? I have a very low supply of patience, creativity, interest, and energy right now. I wish it was different, but "it is what it is" and I can't change it in the moment. I really hate being sick---just in case you were wondering. Hope I'm feeling better soon, for my sake and Wills. Toodles

Head cold and chest cold

Let's begin with the fact that I hate being sick. I know, I know, don't we all? Let me also say that when I am seriously ill I am a pretty great patient if I do say so myself.

Now I have to tell you that when I have a cold- such as the head AND chest cold I appear to have now- I'm terrible. I want someone to take care of me. I whine like a little baby and don't want to do anything else. I want you to feel bad for me. I want you to offer to get me things. Of course I won't take you up on this, but I want you to offer.

I love Will more than life itself, but when I'm sick, I don't want to even think about expending the energy needed to run his plan and keeping him on track. I'd much rather let him play on the wii or computer to his hearts content. Does this make me a bad parent? Maybe, and I'm sure I'll feel guilty when I'm feeling better. For now, let him play and I'll worry about the consequences in a few days. (if I live that long)

Have I told you yet how miserable I feel? Do you feel sorry for me yet? Will you get me a coffee and tell Henry I said hi? Yeah, that's ok. It would probably freak him out if you did. Seriously though, I like iced coffee- cream and sugar. ;)

I need your help

As most people who know me will realize, I don't ask for help.  Even when I need it.  However, this is not for me.  This blog is about a little boy named Jeffrey.  He is 3 years old and has a very very serious type of leukemia.  He has been struggling with it for 6 months and is very sick.  He is also a VERY brave little boy. 

His mom and dad struggled to have a child, they were blessed with this little boy, now three years later he is fighting for his life.  He doesn't want much, but he loves receiving cards and post cards.  I am asking if anyone would be willing/able to send him a card to make him smile.

This is a picture of Jeffrey before he lost his hair (right before Thanksgiving)  Isn't he cute?

He loves dogs, elephants and giraffes.  They are living at his grandparents house right now, as their house is under construction and he can't be around the dust etc.....

This is the card I made him as well as a giraffe and elephant I had already made.  They are on their way as we speak.  Hoping to make him smile.

I'm not asking people to send gifts, that was my own choice.  But if you could find it in your heart and wallet to send a simple little card or post card, you would make a sick little boy very happy, and me as well.  Thank you and God Bless.

Jeffrey Davis
444 Cape Road
Hollis Maine 04042