I can hardly believe it but my little boy only has a few weeks left of elementary school and will be starting middle school in the fall, where did the time go? I look at him and think back to the times that he would sleep in our bed or need to be close by so we set up a cot for him in our room because he was afraid to be alone...on some levels I miss those times.
We have a lot to look forward to this coming month including 2 field trips that I'll be chaperoning with Alex's class and of course the annual field day which is always a fun time for the kids. This time of year is baseball season and you never know what will happen on any given day, that's for sure. I was sitting at home sorting my coupons and getting ready to head out to get some shopping done when I heard my cell phone ring and it was Jim telling me to get down to the field with some ice, Alex had just taken a ball to his face!!! I was going to head over to the game after my shopping and it was probably a blessing that I wasn't there to witness the ball hitting him but later on I heard that he was quite a brave boy and when I asked him if he cried he said, "Heck no!!" I guess when you have a big brother who is a Marine you have to be tough as nails or else you hear it from him.
I don't know about you but I'm thinking this hurt!!
Since I worked until 2:00 today I didn't have time to go to the hospital to visit Jason before Alex got home from school so I went a little bit later on. I was holding his hand while the nurse was checking his blood sugar on his other hand and when she was taking the blood from his finger he gripped my hand tight and it scared the living daylights out of me!! She said it was a reflex but I don't know for sure...I just know that he didn't really seem to appreciate being poked with a needle and he let me know!! I pray every day that he can recover from this and have some quality of life because he is loved by so many people..........most of all by his father who has been at that hospital from early in the morning until late at night since this happened. We are into our third week of this and inevitably people have to return to their lives, their jobs, their family obligations but Jack's commitment and love for his son has not wavered for one second...he is there every minute of every day making sure that his boy knows that he is not alone and I am in awe of his strength.
Things seem to be doing ok for mom at the moment. She is in the nursing home and we check on her as much as we can between the neighbors stopping by and calling her. Tomorrow I plan to call and try to speak with the doctor or at the very least the nurse on her case in the afternoon and see how she's doing. 11 more days and Nancy will be bringing her back home. We are moving forward with plans to try to have her come and stay with us here in New York for a while and I hope that happens at some point but I will see what she wants to do, ultimately she has to make her own decisions and I won't force her into something she doesn't want to do. No matter what happens she knows that I will never abandon her and I will make sure that she is safe and feels loved.