Trip to the Hospital

When I woke up on Monday ready for the week I never imagined my week would turn out the way it did. I do not think you can ever prepare yourself to have to admit your 20 month old little girl who is so much a part of you into the hospital to be put to sleep and have to spend the night. I never knew it was possible to completely feel like my heart was outside of my body with someone else as I did at that moment.

Daisy and I waiting in her hospital room.

I know you are wondering what exactly I am talking about so we will back track a little. (And I will try my best to spare you the gross details)

For the last two months or so we have been dealing with some crazy diaper rash with Daisy. That is the simplest way to explain it. Basically her diaper rash got really bad and she developed MRSA (a form of Staph infection). This infection turned into an abscess that she had to have surgically drained. For the last two months we have been debating on when to take her to the doctor but the rash kept getting better and she would be acting normal. This last week things were different and all I can say is that when it is time to take your child to the doctor you just know. I often wonder about that since having kids “How will I know when something is really wrong and I’m not just over reacting” well, all I can say is that you just know. And on Tuesday I knew. I told Lew on Tuesday that something was wrong and we needed to go to the doctor. Lew agreed (and if you know Lew you would understand this but if he agrees that we need to go to the doctor, we need to go to the doctor.) So, Wednesday morning we made an appointment, saw the doctor and were immediately sent to the pediatric surgeon who immediately admitted Daisy into the hospital and put her on the O.R. schedule.

Can we just say my emotions started flying. This was not at all how I had intended this day to go. I thought she was going to get some antibiotics maybe some sort of cream and we would be sent home. However, I quickly accepted the fact that this was the best decision for our daughter and I dealt with it.

So, Daisy had her procedure done, she did amazing and I am so thankful she is doing better. The doctor came in and told us that the abscess was over an inch into her bottom and we were very fortunate that we came in when we did because we saved her a lot of pain and possible complications.

Lew and Daisy spent the night in the hospital Wednesday night while I went home to be with LB and to bleach everything in our house!

She had a great night and we were able to come home Thursday afternoon.

This experience taught me a lot! I know I am obviously an adult. I have a husband, two kids and a home I take care of. I have a lot of responsibility but when I left Lew and Daisy in the hospital to take LB to be with Lindsay for the afternoon on Wednesday something about me grew up. I was really seeing what it was like to love two little people so much. Daisy was in the hospital but LB still needed me too. I can’t explain how it felt or what all was going through my mind but something inside of me changed on Wednesday. I don’t think that God causes bad things to happen but I definitely believe that he teaches us something through every circumstance in life. This week I learned how to be a better mom and I learned how it feels to truly love something more than life itself. My LB and Daisy mean the world to me and I am so blessed to be their mommy!