We started this month in the pediatric ICU at Primary's. Aaron had caught rhinovirus, yeah, the good old common cold. It turned into a fight for his life. We thought things were under control and preparations were being made to go home. Then it turned bacterial and really nasty, really fast. The only time we were in there longer was when he had his g-tube and then his trach surgeries, and we had to find vent settings that would work (or we thought would work). That stay was only two days longer than this one. Even when he was in heart failure, it was shorter. Now, he's back home and doing really, really well.
I'm thankful I have two days off of work this week. I've really enjoyed having the extra time to spend with my kids.
|Matthew plugging in the lights.|
I'm thankful to have all my kids under my roof at one time. That doesn't happen very often anymore.
I'm thankful for all the help I had with Thanksgiving dinner. Other than lots of supervising, I really didn't make anything.
I'm thankful we had plenty of food. So many in this world don't. I'm also thankful I ate a little of everything and wasn't stuffed at the end. Just comfortably full.
I'm thankful my husband woke me this morning to tell me he had made pancakes and bacon for breakfast, lots of bacon.
I'm thankful for all my kid's help in decorating for Christmas, especially Mary's. Everyone helped, but she was at it the WHOLE time.
I'm grateful my in-laws joined us for Thanksgiving, and they brought the turkey. I don't miss having to take the meat off the bones.
I'm grateful for my parents and siblings. They're always there for me.
I'm grateful we have NO plans to contact EMS this weekend. I think my neighbors probably are, too. Last year they were up in plenty of time for Black Friday shopping due to the chopper landing for Aaron.
I'm grateful my nurses have been staying until 8 am the last couple days. I really enjoy not waking to an alarm at 5:50. If I'd go to bed at night, it wouldn't be so bad. But somehow, with all the older kids, that doesn't always happen.
I'm grateful for the doctors and nurses who have worked so hard to help Aaron, and to teach me how to take care of him. He was a stinker earlier today, dropping into the low 70's and, for a minute, high 60's, even on 10 liters of oxygen. I knew I could suction him and give him a breathing treatment, and I knew how to check for air movement in his lungs. I didn't really like what he did, but I wasn't running for the phone, either.
I'm thankful my older boys are responsible and knowledgable enough that they can go on a 3-day backpacking trip without us around. They really do well together.
I'm thankful Jonathan is enjoying wrestling.
I'm thankful David's college application is done, really thankful.
I'm thankful Matthew gets to play Snick (a dwarf) in Timberline's "Snow White and the 7 Dwarves."
I'm thankful Joseph is doing much better at getting his homework done.
I'm thankful Andrew loves to hold his little brother.
I'm thankful Michael is enjoying kindergarten. He loves to learn.
I'm thankful Deborah is enjoying her job. I'm also thankful she is so willing to learn how to take care of Aaron to give me a break.
I'm thankful Mary is doing so well at college. She's a great self-starter.
I'm thankful for my home, my neighbors and my country. I'm grateful the weather is more temperate than last year. I think we were in the 50's today. Last year, when Aaron was lifeflighted, it was -3 degrees Farenheit. I'm not a cold weather girl.
I'm thankful Aaron is doing so very well.
I'm thankful for my trisomy and medically fragile family. They have been a rock of support and strength for me over the past year and a half. We laugh and cry and rejoice and mourn together.
I'm grateful for family traditions, even the inadvertant ones. Every year (it seems) there's at least one ornament missed on the tree that isn't found until the next year. Usually a small crystal one that blends in. We only have a few, but somehow it happens. I was sure last year we hadn't missed any. Nope, there it was. Hiding in the branches, as beautiful as always. I think there's a lesson there. We all have something beautiful hidden away within us. Sometimes it's really hard to find, in fact, we might not even think it's there. But it is, just waiting, until the next time.
I am grateful for my testimony of the gospel, for my love of my Savior and His love for me. I am grateful for the Plan of Salvation and eternal families.
A Month of Thankful Thoughts:
Wednesday, November 24th: I'm grateful to be able to take family pictures, even though some members think it should be classified as cruel and unusual punishment. I need to capture these moments...
Tuesday, November 23rd: I'm grateful I will have everyone home tomorrow. Mary came home today from school, but between afterschool practices, a wrestling meet, and a graveyard shift, they won't all actually be under my roof at one time until 6:30 am on Wednesday.
Saturday, November 19:
Monday, November 7th: I'm grateful to be home.
Sunday, November 6th: I am grateful for the sacrament and the chance I have to renew my baptismal covenants. I'm grateful for the other parents here from whom I draw strength. It's good to sit with friends in church.
Saturday, November 5th: I’m grateful for medical technology and those who use it to help us enjoy life. Today we have a 15 pound portable machine that does the work that the iron lungs did when children of my father’s generation had polio.
Friday, November 4th: Today is easy. I’m grateful Aaron is doing so much better.
Thursday, November 3rd: It’s my mom's birthday today. I have so many things to be grateful for, but today I want to focus on her. My mom is awesome. I was a pretty bratty kid, especially as a teen, but she was always there for me. Since I’ve grown up, I can’t believe how incredibly brilliant she’d become. I’m glad she’s part of my life. I learn so much from her. I’ve had a lot of people tell me what a great mom I am, especially over the past year and a half. But I learned it all from her. I just try to do what she did. I love you, Mom, happy birthday.
Wednesday, November 2nd, I’m grateful for a hospital staff that is so invested in Aaron. I can’t walk or sit anywhere without someone asking about him and how he’s doing. Doctors, nurses, respiratory techs, social workers, cleaning people and even the ladies who manage the hospitality cart. They genuinely care. And two days ago, a nurse who hasn’t had him for months, finished our conversation by saying, “I will pray for him.” That meant so much to me.
Tuesday, November 1st, I’m grateful for teachers who are willing to go above and beyond in helping my other children stay on top of their school work, and to help me know when they aren’t. I’m grateful my husband is helping them stay on top of that same homework while I’m gone (and often even when I’m there!).