Some days feel so typical yet nothing feels the same. Today topped the list. This time I was the one that woke up early and Owen woke right on time. He reminded me that I was going to pick him up from school and I told him I would. He then told me multiple other times but that’s how he processes everything. He was happy as we sat there and he was showing me different videos he was watching. It was time to get ready and he said, “two more five minutes.” It’s always interesting to me what he says. We went outside to wait for the bus and he was excited that the neighbor came out to get in her car. He loves being able to tell her bye bye. The smile that washes across his face when he sees the bus is amazing. As the day wore on the therapy place called to tell me that one of his sessions was cancelled. When I went to pick him up we had extra time and he was asking for chocolate milk. I went and got him some and then we went to his therapy session. He did fine with his first session and then during his second session he was on the swing and he got sick. On the way home he seemed better and I was praying that it was a one time thing and he got sick from being on the swing. when we got home, he requested dinner, and he ate some of it. As the night went on I thought for sure that it was just him being sick from the swing and then a few minutes before he went to bed he threw up again. I am really sad for him because he was supposed to go to the Special Olympics tomorrow and he was also going to see one of our friends and now neither can happen. I’m praying this bug will be gone soon. Depending on how he feels in the morning I will take him to the doctor. He was sad when he went to bed and he kept coming to me and saying that he was going to be with mommy and not go to school tomorrow. He then said he was sad that he wasn’t going to be at the Special Olympics. I pray that overnight he feels better, but he’ll still miss going to school tomorrow. I looked back over the day and I know he was very clingy this morning so I wonder if he was already getting sick. I’m thankful for how far he has come. Even through the valleys, there is always hope on the other side. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.