I.V.'s and Angels

When my mom gets sick, which unfortunately is quite often, she puts on a happy face, wears her best clothes and pretends that everything is "fine." Which is probably why I really don't like the word fine. It means "pretending everything is ok when its not." Anyways.........she unintentionally, or maybe intentionally, passed this on to me. When I'm sick I try my best to pretend I'm not, and I go to great lengths to make sure no one outside my immediate family knows about it. If I ask for help, I feel in some way that I have failed. I got sick this weekend, really sick, and I was truly blessed by the angels all around me. It all started on Sunday. I had a hard time getting out of bed, which isn't unusual considering my current condition. I felt not quite right, but I didn't have any real symptoms that I could put my finger on. I didn't want to go to church because I didn't feel good, but couldn't justify not going because I really couldn't say what was wrong. I tried my best to pretend everything was fine. I'm not sure how I did, but I was pleased with my performance. :) Anyways...we got home and I just wanted to sleep. Doctor (Angel #1), who was on call at the hospital Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights, lovingly made dinner and took care of the kids while I slept. He apologetically left for work and I ignored all night-time routines and let the kids put themselves to bed. I'll leave out the gross details, but I will say that my sweet Dude (Angel #2) woke up about 11 o'clock and took care of me until about 4 o'clock. He wouldn't leave my side. When Honey Bunch woke up around 4, he lovingly scooped her up on the couch and they fell asleep with her in his lap. If I wasn't so sick, I would have taken a picture because it was truly adorable. I hadn't wanted to call Doctor and bother him at work but I finally relented and called. My visiting teacher (Angel #3)happens to work overnight in the ICU at the hospital and overheard that I was sick. In the morning she called Jayne (Angel #4). Doctor came and took Dude to school, then rounded up some I.V. fluids and some anti-nausea medication and came to my rescue. He arrived at the same time as Jayne who showed up because she had heard that I was sick and took my girls for the day. Amazing. My poor girls were still in their p.j.s. They did have breakfast, because they got it themselves. She got them dressed and took care of them for the day. Then she called Angel #5 who agreed to bring Dude home from school. I feel really blessed that I have husband who not only can hook up an I.V. in the privacy of my own bed, but he can do it with one stick. That is truly rare with my poor veins. I stayed in bed while the angels all around me took care of me and my family. When the kids came home Angel #6 entered the picture. My aunt Trixie had sent a package for my children. She sent a carefully thought out present for each of them. They were all truly thrilled and they were then occupied for the rest of the evening. What a thoughtful gift in of itself, but it couldn't have come at a better time. Thank you! Doctor took some quick pictures, I'll try again later to get some better ones.

Princess carefully takes them off to eat, so nothing yucky gets on them, but other than that (and preschool) she has worn them ever since she opened them.

Sorry for the novel, but I really do appreciate all my angels, and a loving Heavenly Father who has blessed me so much.