It is a Ben and Jerry's Salted Caramel type of night (mainly
because I am out of The Tonight Dough starring Jimmy Fallon). Really, it
is more of an ice cream for all times of day type of week. There have
been way too many firsts in too short of an amount of time for this momma bear
to process, and by the time this posts, it will only be Wednesday. The
areas leading me to binge eat frozen yummies both leave me (yes you guessed it)
with mixed emotions.
On Monday morning,
Sam handed me the mail I missed opening on Friday when Sonzee and I got home
from California. It was an envelope from the DMV addressed to Sonzee
herself. I opened it up and placed between the folded pieces of paper was
a blue rear-view mirror hanging handicapped tag. I ran outside to show
Sam before he pulled away, to which he flashed me a quick thumbs-up. I went back into the house with it and placed
it on the counter. I brought it into the car later on and placed it on
the top of the center console. I did not intend to use it, but it was
there for that "just in case" moment.
I am filled with
sadness that she qualifies for the placard. I am filled with relief that
on 100+ degree-days she will not have to be subjected to the extreme
temperatures by us parking further away from where we need to walk. I am
filled with guilt that she is not in a wheelchair, she is so young, and I have
a placard for her. I know the overall definition of my feelings right now
is "denial". I have been here before. It is a place where
I feel the need to justify all of my feelings and simultaneously talk myself
out of every justification. It will take me some time to come to terms
with this new reality. The reality that
Sonzee needs a handicap placard.
On Tuesday afternoon,
Sonzee had an appointment with a palliative care doctor. As I mentioned
in a Facebook post, palliative care "is
specialized medical care for people with serious illnesses. It focuses on providing relief from the symptoms
and stress of a serious illness. The
goal is to improve quality of life for both the patient and the family."
Dr. Wendy has an
amazing reputation and I am so grateful that she has taken Sonzee as a patient.
She will be a liaison between all members of her current team. She
will make our hospitalizations a better experience. She is developing an
ER protocol for us to bring when we go, and I am already at ease thinking about
any future visit we will be making to PCH. She will help us with any life
altering decisions that may need to be made. I am so very excited to have
Dr. Wendy on our side and on our team. Yet again, I am so sad that Sonzee
requires the use of a palliative doctor. The topics discussed during our
visit today have never been brought up during well checks with any of my other
children. We did not discuss anything that Sam and I have not talked
about on our own, but it was the first time we were asked some of the more not
so publicly discussed topics. It is just another new reality. The reality that
Sonzee, as well as Sam and myself, will benefit from her care.
Overall, I feel my
emotions are in balance, in that both the sadness and happiness are being
evenly held. This is just another chapter in Sonya's Story, and we will keep on following where she takes us, I will just make sure there is a fully
stocked freezer of Ben and Jerry's.
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