So London has been really sick the past week and a half or so (and Kannon was really sick the two weeks before that, needless to say I've been cleaning a lot of puke this past month)... but she's on the mend! YES! She started out with a stomach bug that Kannon passed to her, but even after the vomiting seemed to pass, she just wasn't herself. Doc said her ears looked a tiny bit pink but that he wasn't worried about it at that moment. But, as we always chuckle about at her appointments, he said because things are never what they seem with London, he gave me a prescription to hold on to for a few days in case she didn't show any improvements. I waited about 3 days or so before I filled it, and she's finally coming closer to her baseline. So hopefully on Monday she'll get to go back to school. I know she's been missing it!
Another little tidbit that makes me happy: I paid the final payment on one of London's old medical bills today! It was just a smaller one, but being one bill down is exciting no matter what, right?? :) My New Year's resolution for 2013 was to get as much debt paid off as we could and with the strict budget I made for our family and trying to earn extra income whenever we can, I think we could make a good dent in that and still be able to start putting a few bucks away for a family vacation that I've been dreaming about! We are in the process of refinancing our home at a lower rate and with the difference in our mortgage payment each month, I'm really hoping to see those medical bills go down in flames!
More soon! :)
Danielle
Friday, March 15, 2013
Tuesday, March 05, 2013
Missing the Music
I wanted to take a few minutes and write about a very sweet, courageous, and adorable little guy in London's class that recently got his angel wings...
I hadn't known Andy all that long- he was a bit younger than London so he started school after she had been going for a while. I'll never forget the first time I met Andy or his mom, Sarah. London's class was going on a field trip to a little pond to feed the ducks and have a picnic. As I always try to do, I met the bus at the pond and waited to see my sweet little London come down on that wheelchair lift so we could enjoy the beautiful day together. As I was standing there watching the kids come off the bus, another mom I didn't know came over and introduced herself. She was Sarah, and she was Andy's mom. I hadn't yet met Andy, and didn't even know another student had joined the class. I remember thinking to myself, 'I wish I was more like Sarah, and could just go introduce myself like that'...
The field trip was nice- the weather was nice, the geese didn't attack, and the picnic was relaxing. The kids were all very content. For me, it was just another day; London's field trip, grocery shopping, a run to the post office, and back home in time to get London off the bus. For the kids it was a great new adventure; feeding ducks, hearing birds, feeling the breeze... I remember smiling when Andy smiled- simply because it was infectious. I wish, rather than being so caught up in what my day held, that I had slowed down a little and enjoyed the moment. I wish that I had been able to get to know Andy better.
When this school year began, Andy and London started out riding the same bus. Andy would already be on the bus when London was picked up, and every day when I'd get on to help strap her wheelchair down, I was greeted by Andy. He would be smiling, playing with his little musical toy. Every day, I loved the sound of that music. I loved seeing Andy be so engaged with that toy, and enjoying such a simple thing.
Andy's service was beautiful- full of love and happy memories. I miss his music, and I look forward to the day where I see Andy again.
Fly high, little man!
I hadn't known Andy all that long- he was a bit younger than London so he started school after she had been going for a while. I'll never forget the first time I met Andy or his mom, Sarah. London's class was going on a field trip to a little pond to feed the ducks and have a picnic. As I always try to do, I met the bus at the pond and waited to see my sweet little London come down on that wheelchair lift so we could enjoy the beautiful day together. As I was standing there watching the kids come off the bus, another mom I didn't know came over and introduced herself. She was Sarah, and she was Andy's mom. I hadn't yet met Andy, and didn't even know another student had joined the class. I remember thinking to myself, 'I wish I was more like Sarah, and could just go introduce myself like that'...
The field trip was nice- the weather was nice, the geese didn't attack, and the picnic was relaxing. The kids were all very content. For me, it was just another day; London's field trip, grocery shopping, a run to the post office, and back home in time to get London off the bus. For the kids it was a great new adventure; feeding ducks, hearing birds, feeling the breeze... I remember smiling when Andy smiled- simply because it was infectious. I wish, rather than being so caught up in what my day held, that I had slowed down a little and enjoyed the moment. I wish that I had been able to get to know Andy better.
When this school year began, Andy and London started out riding the same bus. Andy would already be on the bus when London was picked up, and every day when I'd get on to help strap her wheelchair down, I was greeted by Andy. He would be smiling, playing with his little musical toy. Every day, I loved the sound of that music. I loved seeing Andy be so engaged with that toy, and enjoying such a simple thing.
Andy's service was beautiful- full of love and happy memories. I miss his music, and I look forward to the day where I see Andy again.
Fly high, little man!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)