#parentingwithachronicillness

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I want to tell you the happy ending answer. I want to tell you I'm currently at Mother's Day breakfast at preschool and not in my bed. I want to tell you I had a wonderful restful night, but that is not the answer. The answer is, my daughter and I, we're both home. And last night she wrote out words of love for me, presented me with flowers she'd picked, and sang me a song. Today, when her Daddy asked her about me going or her staying home (she's feeling puny, too) She said she'd rather let mommy rest and give her her gifts on another day. Truthfully? Mommy really really needs the rest. And I feel incredibly loved. Far beyond what I could ever put into words. #chronicillness #loved #parentingwithachronicillness

[chronicallywhole-blog]

Called my doctor's office today. Explained my symptoms, all the things I'd already tried and how I'd reached "the wall." I also explained I hadn't yet brushed my teeth or hair and wasn't wearing a bra. Would they squeeze me in today. "Put your shoes on and come on." They ushered me into the back room turned the lights out and let me rest in the darkness until it was my turn. Then I got my booty shots and rescue meds. And I told them it was Mother's Day breakfast tomorrow at preschool. I would have tried to hold out longer, but... And they whispered words of life my soul needed to hear about who I am whether I make it there tomorrow or not. As I left, I turned and said, "Thank you, I love you guys." Because I do. #chronicillness #careteam #parentingwithachronicillness