I look at my life and I can count the blessings one by one...some of them come in the form of little beings that i've given names to...Jaymie, Scott, Kirsten and Charley. Some are shaped as friends such as Sonia, Chris, Suzy, Jane, Dan and Tanya, of whom I couldn't live my life without. Other blessings come in the form of small things that I think we take for granted, such as a roof over my head, food to eat, clothes to wear, a garden to sit in etc.
Yeah i'm feeling rather philosophical tonight, but thats cos i've listened to some fantastic motivational speakers on the BYU site and now feeling so inspired to go do something that i'm too excited to go to bed...I want tomorrow to be here so I can just get on with it!!!
Yep, I have no patience! Once i've decided to do something I have to get onto it immediately!
This week I had to rush Charley (2.5 year old) into hospital, the paramedics were brilliant and extremely supportive of my own emotions. Charley woke up with a very high temperature and began having seizures. None of my other kids have ever had them so I was very freaked out by it. I couldn't get him to cool down no matter what I done, he wouldnt eat or drink and I was getting agitated with the on-call GP I called when he kept telling me it was just the heating. I didnt have the darned heating on!!!
Anyway, my brave little man spent two nights in hospital after blood tests revealed the white and red cells werent doing what they should have been, his temperature was up and down like a yo-yo and he still wouldnt eat or drink. Blood tests, x-rays and regular checks all put him through his paces. He was so brave even when he had to have needles, I was so proud of him.
The mysterious infection he was struggling to fight broke of its own accord through wednesday night. He woke me about 3am crying and shivering...he only had his nappy on and the fan was brushing over him. I was so thrilled that I could put pj's on him and turn off the fan...the little dude was shivering and that meant the fever had broken!
When the nurse came in at 8am his temperature was back to normal and it stayed that way so the doctors sent him home! He was running round the play room just like his normal self, cheesy grins to all the ladies, hugs for the little girls and a car or two for the little boy!! My little man was back!!
Now he's back home getting into everything again and I wouldn't trade it for the world!
Kids, no matter what they do, how old they are I think they are brilliant...where would we be without them?
Debs
Yeah i'm feeling rather philosophical tonight, but thats cos i've listened to some fantastic motivational speakers on the BYU site and now feeling so inspired to go do something that i'm too excited to go to bed...I want tomorrow to be here so I can just get on with it!!!
Yep, I have no patience! Once i've decided to do something I have to get onto it immediately!
This week I had to rush Charley (2.5 year old) into hospital, the paramedics were brilliant and extremely supportive of my own emotions. Charley woke up with a very high temperature and began having seizures. None of my other kids have ever had them so I was very freaked out by it. I couldn't get him to cool down no matter what I done, he wouldnt eat or drink and I was getting agitated with the on-call GP I called when he kept telling me it was just the heating. I didnt have the darned heating on!!!
Anyway, my brave little man spent two nights in hospital after blood tests revealed the white and red cells werent doing what they should have been, his temperature was up and down like a yo-yo and he still wouldnt eat or drink. Blood tests, x-rays and regular checks all put him through his paces. He was so brave even when he had to have needles, I was so proud of him.
The mysterious infection he was struggling to fight broke of its own accord through wednesday night. He woke me about 3am crying and shivering...he only had his nappy on and the fan was brushing over him. I was so thrilled that I could put pj's on him and turn off the fan...the little dude was shivering and that meant the fever had broken!
When the nurse came in at 8am his temperature was back to normal and it stayed that way so the doctors sent him home! He was running round the play room just like his normal self, cheesy grins to all the ladies, hugs for the little girls and a car or two for the little boy!! My little man was back!!
Now he's back home getting into everything again and I wouldn't trade it for the world!
Kids, no matter what they do, how old they are I think they are brilliant...where would we be without them?
Debs
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