If my walls could talk, they would tell you the past week has been a very difficult week. They would tell a story of two very scared parents waiting for test results of their youngest son. These walls would describe the looks on their faces when they received three results (ketones in urine, high specific gravity of urine, and elevated creatinine in blood) all pointing towards a problem with the kidneys. They would tell of how the mother layed in bed holding her sleeping son while she cried and prayed for his health. They would tell of a father that would hide his tear stained face with the visor of his hat so he wouldn’t alarm his older son. There was no New Year’s celebration here. There was no party, no booze, no fireworks. There was only waiting. Wating for the last test result to determine if a specialist would be needed.
That waiting ended on Monday. The results were in, and they were good. Boy were they good. Tears… no, sobs of joy wracked my body!!!! Our boy is okay. He is okay!! *exhale* He really is okay.
The week was hell. However, we hugged our children more. We gave them more complete undivided attention. We listened, really listened to what they were saying. The televisions were off, the video games put away, we were actively playing and really caring about how our children felt. Not to say we didn’t before…it was just different now with the threat of yet another health issue weighing down on us.
If you take anything from reading this post…please just listen to your children, tell them you love them, let them know you’re proud of them for just being who they are. Hold your children tonight, every night, and pour your love onto them. They will rememeber and it will make a difference.