We managed the usual comfort measures, ice packs, cool shower and a wet cloth on the forehead for a couple of hours. Temperature readings every 15 minutes steadily rising to reach the maximum level before we are required to go to the ER, took us until 3am. As I gathered Emmi into the car to travel she woke up and began her usual pleasant chatting. While driving, she excitedly announces that she had seen a shooting star and made a wish. I asked her what it was, and she quietly reminds me that if she tells it won't come true. I reassure her that it's always okay to share with mom's. To this she whispers, "but NOT brothers!" again reassuring her "yes, but brother's on their way to the hospital are okay!" Her tender little 3 am voice replies that she had wished for Davis to feel better because she loves him so much.
I had a moment and wished that I could be five again!
It has been an extra emotional few days for our family. We had to make the decision to sell our boat. This may seem like an obvious item to sell, however,it defines our family togetherness to some extent, and will be an emotional sacrifice. It has been an activity loved by all ages. It brings together a 17 year old all the way to a five year old. Jeff and the three kids were able to head out for one more opportunity in the boat for Monday. This outing was both looked forward to for the fun, as well as dreaded for leaving Davis at home.
More and more we realize just how precious life is moment to moment. The ability
to handle these changes and uncertainty in life is definitely spread out down
the ages. Jeff is such an amazing hard worker and continues to lead us through
this most recent storm as he tries to build up for the next rainy day. Each child within their little life experiences. Courtney is celebrating turning 18 and graduating this weekend. Life is full of friends, fun, the few last minute tests to be taken, mixed with being pseudo-mom all in one. Ryan has made the most of the scattered parenting the past few months and enjoys being social. Ben and his tough exterior, mask within a tender heart full of uncertainty and homesickness. Emmi flits and floats from house to house, thinking life is a party...Again, I have a moment that being five sounds pretty good... Back to reality. Does anyone have any tricks to relieve the aging stress lines or sleep creases across ones face created by hunching over a hospital bed and dozing off?
We will keep you posted upon the happenings and when we will hopefully be
returning home!





















