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Thursday, September 1, 2011

I'm back

Sorry for the long break, but it wasn't really a break.  I've worked harder than I've ever worked in my life in the last few weeks. 

As soon as Abby got out of the hospital we made plans to move.  I packed non-stop in between caring for the kids.  Jeff came in, we got the truck the next day, loaded it for two straight days and then hit the road with the kids.  The trip went remarkably well and was honestly much easier with Emily and Abby not needing to eat.  The running tube feedings all day made a much faster trip.  I always feel guilty when I say that.  I still feel like they should eat, even if it's not happening.

We pulled in Friday night and first thing Saturday morning Jeff and I took Hannah to Pfeiffer.  I would have probably had tons of tears if I hadn't been so exhausted.  As it was, getting her there was a MAJOR accomplishment and all I felt was grateful.  I teared up a little as I thought of my tiny 4 pound baby who made me a mother, challenged and taught me.  But then I did what every mom should do who gets her child to that place in life.  I smiled and patted myself on the back for a minute.  She's a good kid.  She loves the Lord and sending a child into the world with a love for her Jesus is a blessing.





When we came home from Pfeiffer, Jessica (our helper) was sick, sick, sick.  We had an entire house to unpack and someone else to take care of.  We took her to the hospital where they discovered she had a large kidney stone.  She went to surgery that night.  I sat in a surgical waiting room barely 24 hours after crossing that state line.  Surreal doesn't even touch it.  She was sick until she able to hop a plane back to Fl.  Somewhere in the middle of all of that--I'm not even sure where now, I broke my toe.  It's not that big of a deal, except it hurts and it's another thing to think about.

Our new house is sweet.  It has lots of North Carolina charm.  We are pretty well settled.  There's always something to do, but that's okay because I need to fill my days with something, right? 


I love this view outside of the window

wood burning fire place in my dining room

Gas fireplace in the den.

Emily's room--still needs work, but love the size :)

Our little kitchen, this was the hardest to get used to!

LOVE that my van fits in the car port.  No more running in the rain with wheelchairs~

Speaking of Abby, she doing alright.  She spent the weekend in the hospital because she ran a fever Thursday night and then started having diarrhea.  She has C-diff. which is a nasty bacterial infection of the colon.  It's common after long hospitalizations and antibiotic courses.  Thankfully her central line is doing fine.  That is always the concern with any fever.  We are treating the infection, but oh my goodness---this is a yucky problem to have.  Bleach is the only thing that kills the bacteria on surfaces, so we are constantly bleaching everything and washing hands all the time.   Beyond the inconvenience of it, Abby needs her calories and fluids.  So far, she's handling it.  I've pushed her pretty hard with rate.  We're trying to take her off of IV fluids.  I don't know if it will work, but I want her back in school and our lives back to normal, so I'm going to try until there is absolutely no other choice. 

Sarah started school on time here, Emily should start next week.  All of that it's going well.  The girls have been pretty good and uncharacteristically cooperative.  There are no words for how grateful I am for that.  We have no helpers here and I am exhausted most days, so the girls helping me is unexpected and awesome. 

God has certainly been good to us through this transition.  I wish I could say I've been so good through it all.  It's been a struggle for me.  I wish I had a great attitude through the whole thing.  But Jeff and I loading that truck together...man we might as well have been packing nuclear bombs.  Thankfully we are settling in together too.  I forgot how hard marriage is.  Silly me.  Grace, grace, grace is all I can say.  Thankful for grace that I am in such desperate need of --both from my husband and the Lord. 

The more settled in we are the better I feel.  The constant possibility of Abby going into the hospital made this so much more difficult.  And then she did go in the hospital.  And we got through it.  And we will continue to. 

This is the verse I am clinging to right now.  I love what is says and how it speaks to my heart and my situation. 

“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.  See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?  I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland."  Isaiah 43:18-19

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