Those weeks were everything seems to be scheduled and happened all in one week. That was our week this week. My friend gave me a magnet a few weeks back that reads, "breathe" I had to keep referring back to that magnet as a reminder. It started with the dog limping and turns out he has a partial tear in his knee. Lucky we caught it early enough that if we make sure to rest it he shouldn't need surgery. The problem though he's a very active miniature schnauzer so calm is not in his vocabulary...so he has been crated a lot and will be for the next 3 weeks so he can heal. He hates it and doesn't understand so whines and makes us feel guilty. When his buddy goes outside without him...
Our family spoke this week for a MOD event. It was an amazing experience and I truly do believe we inspired people to want to walk and fundraise. It was a good feeling. We had so many people approach us afterwards and thank us for sharing our story and to talk about the walk and how special it is. It just felt good. I don't usually cry in front of people ( I didn't even cry at Scott's funeral) But when I stood up there and talked about how the MOD gave us purpose in our darkest hour and then spoke about Share. Well those tears came. I shared you all with those companies and how amazing this site is. How so many of you have become friends. C charmed everyone has usual at the end of our speech explaining how we got our team name. My family we are good team each sharing part of our story and we stood up there proudly for Scott. It turns out the MOD president lives in my area. So she was there and we met her.
That night the winds came. For some reason we have become the windy state this winter. It was so windy it blew off part of the "something" under our roof outside my bedroom window. and proceeded to bang all night long. Made for a very tired visit to the allergist the next morning. Roofer comes tomorrow yay!
Then the next day was C's allergy appointment. I was telling the doctor about the dry, hacking, cough he gets. and how the Pediatrician thought it was reactive airway disease. How the nebulizer helps. He says to me well if the nebulizer helps then it's asthma. So within 5 minutes of consult with the doctor before even the allergy testing C was diagnosed. I had a feeling that diagnosis was coming sometime but still wasn't prepared for such a quick diagnosis. I know there are worst things to have I just hate that he inherited from me. Then he proceeds to start asking questions and one was any other kids. we replied with yes and explained. Then the direct line of questioning began. Now I get he was just being thorough. But when your tired and it's early, and you have been driving all over the dang state to get to the appointment....(Did I mention that we went to the wrong location at first and had to get across town as in another county during rush hour) and it just brought flashbacks for me. (of 5 years ago sitting in a conference room full of doctors learning there is no hope for your son and hearing your oldest son's name come up. and you freak thinking they are going to tell you that he too is going to develop this genetic thing. When really they just said there was no chance of that happening.) So flashbacks 5 years later when being grilled on why your son died in a doctors office. Then C was tested and guess what!? He is a mini me...has my asthma and all the same allergies as me. Not only that but find out he too is allergic to the family pet. So just an emotional morning of your son being diagnosed with asthma and now needing a rescue inhaler, and on a daily asthma med. having flashbacks, worried your going to need to get rid of the dog. ( which we aren't) Just a lot to take in.
So C and I had a fun rest of the day involving eat at Noodle & Co, frozen yogurt and watching the Batman Movie. Which I thought was actually a good movie. or maybe I've been hanging out with my 7 year old boy too much. ;p
Yet even after having a lot of ups and downs and emotional moments I did find myself telling my husband it still wasn't our worst week. After going through what you do with losing a baby nothing really compares.