Venting
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, 03-05-2008 at 03:55 PM (3488 Views)
I don't even know where to begin with this blog. I'm this big ball of emotions and just need to vent.
I'm scared, ok! I'm scared beyond recognition at what tomorrow might bring. Tomorrow . . . . March 6 . . . . one year ago is when Adam suffered from a Gastric Volvulous and almost died. It was a perfectly normal day. It was a happy day. It was a day of playing, trying new foods, bouncing and playing together. Who would have ever known that something so terrible was about to happen to my baby boy. He seemed a little sick, but I didn't bat an eye at it because his brother was sick, too. But then he seemed to be miserable and wretching a lot. When Chuck got home he watched Adam and decided we better go to the emergency room. A few tests were done and it was realized that Adam's stomach had folded over and rotated 180 degrees. At midnight, emergency surgery was performed. We were warned that there wasn't much time and not even enough time for a chaplain to come and pray with us. We were at risk of losing Adam that night. I bowed on bended knee in the surgical waiting room crying out to God. Good news did come that he was fine.
I honestly think that night was more scarey for me than Adam being born with CDH and having to be in NICU. March 6, 2007 is a terrible nightmare that I keep replaying in my mind over and over. Every moment of it is so vivid in my mind.
I'm scared . . . as tomorrow is the anniversary, I'm scared that something bad will happen tomorrow.