When it Rains....

When it rains, sometime it just doesn't rain...its a monsoon.  That is at least how Senior and I are feeling. Seniors dad two weekends ago, went  in to the VA hospital for some minor issues. Now he is back in the hospital and Senior is having to go back and forth. With his college courses, obligations here at home, and running up to SC every few days, it has been rough to say the least on him and us.
He wanted me to pass on that if you follow his blog : SENIORS MESS  to not delete him..he will be back with a post soon.

Now, while all this is going on, Our oldest NW got a cold last week and fever. I kept him from school Thursday, fever broke and I felt all was well. He woke up Friday morning complaining of leg cramps, he had no fever and I felt he was okay to go. Around Noon, his teacher called..the pain in his legs was worse and he was limping and walking slow. I got him home and he was back running a fever..so i dosed him with Motrin and put him to bed. He woke up Saturday morning crying from the pain. so I took him to our local ER. They put him through an xray and extensive blood work. And it turned out, he had a viral muscle inflammation known as Myositis. I was perplexed..how in the world did our son get this?  The ER doctor felt the best course of action would be to transport him to the Children's Hospital where they see this condition more frequently and have better facilities to handle it.
So, NW took an ambulance ride, which he thought was totally cool.

We get checked in to his little room--fluids started. He had to spend the night. I was not prepared for seeing my little boy hooked up to tubes and laying in a hospital bed. Poor fella had to pee every few minutes as the IV was flushing his system. He stayed the night, and was doted on by cute little nurses. They gave him a Nintendo game system to play on, and brought lots of gator-aid to drink. Senior and ND came to visit. Lots of friends gave us words of encouragement, but it was actually the one words of an elderly lady that I will not forget. ND and I left the hospital in search of dinner. We went to the deli counter of a grocery store and the lady making our sub sandwiches noticed we both looked exhausted. I told her the circumstances, she asked our sons name and promised to remember him in her prayers that night. I will not forget her kindness.

 While we ate ND told us about the opening day of baseball, and how well he played in his first
 T-Ball game. Poor NW just had to listen. He wants so bad to be running on the field with his baseball team..but that needs to wait a bit.
His levels of this virus dropped and they sent us home. Now he is recuperating and out of school until next week. ..

So, with all that has been going on in our family you can only imagine the level of stress we have been under. It all got to me yesterday and I broke down crying while watching Senior pack  so he could head back up to SC.
The good news is NW is home and doing much better, he is walking now and playing. He will be okay.
Seniors dad though is in need of prayers as he is still in the hospital. Currently we don't know what is all going to happen. It is a very complex issue.... 
But, we are a strong family, and have lots of support. And with Faith in God, we will get through this

I promise to keep you all updated..

-JUGM