My greatest blessings call me Mom

My greatest blessings call me Mom

Saturday, January 23, 2010

What do you do when you can't do anything?


This week has been a challenging one. My kids have been sick. The 2 that I would never want to be sick were sick: Zechariah and Elijah. I never want Zech to be sick b/c he does not deal with sickness very well. Everything is magnified 100x! And the baby...He's just a baby! Why are they sick? Probably b/c I ran out of the above pic (my blogger is not allowing me to place pics anywhere I want) and was too cheap to buy any more. I just placed my order and will get it soon. Believe me: IT WORKS!!!


Tuesday Zech came home from school and we went to piano lessons. He informed me on the way that he was freezing. I thought he was just be melodramatic and turned up the heater (he had put on his coat, ski gloves, and his hat) From piano we drive to JuJitsu class and I make the boys get dressed in the car. As we are pulling up Zech says his eyes hurt. I tell him to come and get his Gi on and he just lays in the front seat. I tell him to come on b/c the teacher just got there and he tells me his eyes hurt again. I grab his face to look deeply into his eyes and he is burning up to the touch! Forget JuJitsu-we go home, take his temp and it is 102.8! YIKES!!! Zechariah stays home from school Wed while I try to get a dr apt. None were available and Zech's temp was up all day long even with Motrin and Tylenol. Finally at 8pm Wed it breaks. I keep him home from school Thursday b/c we have a dr apt in the afternoon and b/c he needs to be fever free for 24 hrs or he'll spread his germs around. In the meantime, Elijah's cold that he's had for over a week is getting worse and worse. He develops a fever Wed night and his poor nose is caked over with green gunk. Thursday we go see the dr and find a nasty ear infection in baby Eli's left ear. Poor baby! I take him to Aunt nancy's to pick up the other boys and he fall asleep on the way so I put him in her crib and start organizing her house for her. 2 hrs later I go to check on him and he's still asleep. I force him to wake up b/c he just doesn't look or sound good. I take his temp 104.1! I am officially freaking out! I rush to the pharmacy to get his amoxicillan and more Motrin and Tylenol, come home, try to fix dinner for everyone while taking care of baby Elijah, while trying not to completely lose it with a panic attack. Gary is of course, working late and will not/cannot come home. Friday comes and Elijah is still runnning a fever. Zech is feeling great but school was out anyways! All the kids are home and I have a sick baby! UGH!


So over facebook this week I have been writing about the sickness, stress, fevers, etc. A dear friend of mine writes me a comment that stopped my heart and made me reevaluate my attitude. She said, "What are you stressed about- the boys being sick? Be thankful your boys ARE with you-even being sick. Sorry to sound preachy but you know where my words are coming from".
You see, this dear friend lost her son to a drowning accident when he was just a toddler. She would give anything to be able to hold his feverish head, take him to the dr, give him Motrin, stay up at night to make sure he's breathing ok, suck out his boogers with a bulb syringe, nurse him, hold him, kiss him, sing to him at night, and rock him to sleep. She would give anything to have him here at all. I am grateful to her for putting life into perspective. I am so blessed. I am grateful for my boys. I am grateful for the knowledge that families are forever and that there is life after death. I have never had to endure anything of her trial. and hope I never have to. I know I must be stronger and walk by faith. I have felt overwhelmed this week because I couldn't control anything or make my children better. I had to let the virus run its course and let the antibiotics work its magic. Maybe if I had prayed more and lost it less, things would have been different. I can't do this, not alone, and I don't have to. Jesus Christ says come unto me and yet over and over again I try to conquer the world on my own.
What do you do when you can't do anything?
Have faith and trust in someone who can!


3 comments:

Unknown said...

Wow, thanks for sharing :)

Tina said...

I would have freaked too! High temps are scary and are meant to be acted upon! . . . . We all need time to process what we are going through, and have people give us reality checks, and learn to appreciate the journey we are all in together.

AWESOME POST!

Cort said...

Yikes! I would have been freakin' out too. Heck, you have witnessed a freak out over the phone with me. My "New Mom" status allows me a few freak outs though:)I hope Elijah is doing better. I also wanted to respond to your comment on the demolition of my fantastically hideous dining room. I just want to say that your front entry way not being finished after three months is totally unacceptable! Light a fire under his butt!