One of the most important lessons I have learned while being part of Sonya's story is that moment to moment everything can change and without warning. One minute we were celebrating seizure freedom and the next we had the seizure tracker app opened and the timer ticking by. One minute we were trying to give her a little taste of ice cream or frosting and the next we were changing her clothing and cleaning up the mess brought on by a miniscule amount of food. One minute we were relishing the fact that she was able to roll from side to tummy, and the next we had to worry about potential bone she could be fracturing. Trying to keep the imaginary see-saw of positive and less desirable balanced is a skill we have not yet mastered, yet we continually strive for.
As we near on two weeks since our 10 days in the hospital I am slowly coming closer to crawling out of the hole I fell into. Every day home is another day our family gets to rebuild. It is another day we can make memories together and another day we can attempt to celebrate the successes, whether big or small for each specific moment that occurs. The further we get from day #1 of admission is another day to reflect on something potentially positive that is happening, which is honestly a daily struggle for me, but I do try. I have to constantly fight within my mind to focus on happy thoughts and push away the ones that ultimately bring on fear, panic, and anxiety. Then the rain came this past week to Phoenix.
Heavy downpours came from the sky, roads were flooded, debris was scattered into the streets and then just as fast as the storms came in, they passed. They left behind floods in some areas, but overall, the sun came out and light blue sky returned along with 65-70-degree weather. Then today, Sonzee smiled. The breeze hit her face as I placed her into her wheelchair while I took her out of the house for her first activity since September 16 and our little bear smiled. She smiled throughout the entire 2 hours she was with her (best) buddy Emma and she smiled when she came home. Today was just another reminder that the storms will undoubtedly be back, but the image of her quirky little grin while holding her pacifier in her mouth will make the next one a little more bearable.
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