Thank you all for your good thoughts and wishes for Ms. GK and her being able to go to regionals in the science fair. So many of you asked about the subject of GK's science fair entry.....it was titled "Sugary Goodness" and was on the formation of sugar crystals. I think of the the cute and funny things she said about the project itself, the one I like the best is "it's too bad you can't wear these things because they are really sparkly". Spoken like the little crow she is (reference to the Secret of Nim crows).
Also many of you were not familiar with Roseola. It is like measles in it's appearance but has not nearly as many dangerous complications associated with having the disease. It usually is a small child disease. GK had it when she was 18 months old. The red spots start off as blotches and it's almost like they spread out from behind the ears, chin and stomach to everywhere else on the body. Ry even had them in his eyes. The fever is high, blotches appear, fever is gone, then the spots spread to tiny little pin head size dots and then as Ry put it....."they are defeated" and go away.
I was so glad for Sweet Man's help with Ry on Thurs and Fri. I was able to get a few things done and not feel guilty about leaving Ry to his own resources.
Anyway, I went to a new/old doctor yesterday. You know how I love me some doctors.....errrrrrrrrrrr. This guy saved my Mom's life back in 1989. If he had not been doing rounds to see his own patient and been called into see my Mom who was not his patient at the time, she would have died. Just that simple. She wasn't good about saying what was really wrong and was a real people pleaser. Good thing he saw through all that and ordered immediate surgery. She had had a gall bladder surgery and the doctor had not run her common bile duct and there were stones festering in there. She was septic from that little error.
It was a patient referral system that assigned me to him. I am really glad I went. I do have some hope that he will work with and for me. I am going to begin on some new meds for my pain. Going to a pain clinic. Starting a weight loss program through the hospital and have my fingers crossed. Ry was so sweet and said he would go with me if I thought I needed some "extra support". What a doll baby.
The past few years have been character building, personal space stretching but if you come right down to it, really wonderful for all of us. The kids are happy and blossoming. Shelley has found herself again and is very powerful and capable. And Sweet Man and I are enjoying the time we have with our family. Now we need to take time for us and not feel guilty doing so.
It is hard to remember what it was like before and that is a beautiful thing. Remaining positive, not tearing down anything from the past, and holding the value of someone else's relationship with the kids more important than personal feelings is hard to do but worth it for the sake of the kids.....and after all, that's all that really matters anyway, the grands.
As Shelley said,"I see a light at the end of the tunnel and know it is not a train heading my way. Rather, I am the train". To that I saw toot, toot.