tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917699078271413679.post2005114948838587956..comments2023-08-16T03:29:02.725-04:00Comments on Richard C. Lewis's blog: Sickness ReduxUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2917699078271413679.post-52772433157450933922011-03-31T21:21:34.418-04:002011-03-31T21:21:34.418-04:00Dear Richard,
How well I remember those days. The...Dear Richard,<br /><br />How well I remember those days. There were times when I truly wondered how we would survive it all. There is no doubt that there were times I truly felt depressed by the pall of constant illness.<br /><br />I totally and completely know the look you were referring to with Nathaniel. That is one of the only things that absolutely broke me as a parent. Chris did the same thing to me and I came stumbling out of that room a complete and total mess. I looked Rob dead in the eye and told him I could never, ever do that again. And I never did. Not only that, but each successive time that Chris came OUT of anesthesia was worse as he got older. Rob became the designated one for that as well, as Chris would fight, kick and headbutt his way back to consciousness. I am so very glad to leave that time behind me.<br /><br />You'll be happy to know that these never-ending days of illness do end. There are fleeting illnesses here and there but not the weeks-long stretches. Older kids sleep through the night with their colds, can vomit into buckets, and can go to school with a cough lozenge in their pockets. And then, somehow, we adults become the whiney ones!<br /><br />I emailed Michelle and told her to be checking the mail b/c a package should be coming for all of you. Hopefully it will lift everyone's spirits.<br /><br />Much love to all of you and a special kiss and hug for little Muhammed Ali.<br /><br />XOXOX<br />LeeannLeeannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17529722995554495470noreply@blogger.com