Sunday, April 22, 2018
Friday, April 20, 2018
It has taken me four months to finally sit down and blog about Noah's last hospital stay. I have slowly made my way out of the worst funk I have ever been in. With Noah being life flighted in January, my Dad passing away and Noah getting so sick in April that we almost lost him. I had hit rock bottom and struggled to get out of bed every morning. I was determined to enjoy life again and have fun. I also wanted to give Noah a great summer enjoying life as well,like taking Noah to the ocean again. Thanks Kim and Karen for helping me make that happen.
With all that being said I'm finally at a better place. I'm not 100% but I'm a lot closer then I was. Hopefully I can get through this blog post without any tears.....
Scott and I got home from our get away around 3am last Monday morning. I scooped up Noah. He was awake in his bed sideways and had rubbed his forehead raw. He was off the wall agitated and restless. After over a hour of trying to calm him down, I put him back in bed and laid beside him to try and get some rest.
For most of Noah's hospital stay Noah wanted me to stand beside him and hold his hand. My body was so tired and sore from standing but how could I not?
Come on Boris we are out of here......
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
We had an amazing time together. We sure needed it. Especially with what we went home to.....
Words aren't enough for everyone that helped make our trip possible. We couldn't have done it without Steve Stine offering us a place to stay and it would have been impossible without the help of Emily, Todd and Deanie Kehres keeping Noah for us. I'm so sorry it wasn't the best time with Noah. Because of you three we were able to not worry (at least not as much). We guys rocked it. Thank so much and we love you.