Telling Our Middle Daughter
We have already figured out that we need to parent each of our children a little differently. Visiting Simon in the hospital with our middle daughter today was very different than with our oldest son yesterday. Our daughter was totally in to it. Like ALL IN. She was definitely concerned about her dad’s health but thought everything about the hospital was pure awesomeness. We said a quick hello then grabbed a popsicle from the cafeteria to start our adventure right.
First, she loved that Dad had FIVE potions being put into his body. The nurse let our daughter push a few buttons as she prepared the fourth transfusion. It was especially exciting that dad was getting red potion through the long shiny tube right in to his arm. Then the nurse let our daughter put on gloves and showed her how she types the names of dad’s medicines in the computer. Our daughter shared random stories with the nurse who was genuinely enthused by the energy and whimsy. Our daughter loved the fourth floor view and even caught a glimpse of Simon’s parents in the parking lot during a round of “I Spy”. She was disappointed that the doctor didn’t stop in to give Dad a flu shot.
I thought for sure she was going to change her career aspirations to Doctor or Nurse after the visit but she is still set on being a Police Officer, Mommy, and Diver, in that order.
its alright we can keep working on her to get her into the medical world!
We’ll, that just totally sounds like that girl of yours! And I bet even Simon was totally amused!
Kristy
My heart so aches for you guys when i read everything and the immense pain you are experiencing. I do not want to be intrusive but do feel I am meant to share a few things with you. I have through different but immense pain with two or my three children suffered a lot the last year Pain is idifferent but deep pain is deep pain. Initially I had a guard around me the first year that the Lodd gave and indeed in many capacities felt very strong and honestly I kind of was. A very kind lady from Whittier Hills took me to speak with the Christian leader at Whittier Presbyterian. It helped. I cried throughout the next year crying more at times but coped. Then someone affiliated with my older son said jane if you look at the big pix of how u r going to cope In future you will just absolutely be overwhelmed. This came
Right at the year mark and I was experiencing and permitting the depth of what had happened in. So Kristy day in and day out take one day at a time. I can’t say I particularly did experience Gods comfort although I wanted if desperately. He moved in His way. The hardest most authentic prayer we can ever pray is Lord your will be done and along with Davettes word that NO matter WHAT God is God. This became my mantra. God sustained me. Praying and thinking of you all. God bless. Jane
If you can’t love that girl, I’m convinced that something must be wrong with you as a human being. God definitely broke the mold when he made her!
Could not help but smile reading this. Somehow i feel she is like her Mommy was at this age–right?
What a ray of light she is at a time that may seem so dark.. Miss little sunshine super hero!
Thank you for your transparency and humor and overall reallness as you share this journey. I think I may have met you years and years ago when you still lived in Denton. I’m Paul Watts’ older sister. Since Simons journey began I want you to know we’ve been lifting him up and praying over your family daily. I’ve also shared your blog with a friend of mine from our church who’s husband just now has also been diagnosed with cancer. They also are young married with three kids. If you ever need specific prayer. Shoot Paul a text and he’ll FWD it on. I have a whole team of warriors doing battle in prayer for you all. Sending you our love…
The more prayer warriors the better!
Intellectual. Ferocious. Precious.