Only 11 days in...
Only 11 days into the new year (Hello 2020) and it has already slapped me in the face more times than I can count. I can handle what is thrown at me. I can take on the obstacles and stress. My kids on the other hand, cannot. And they shouldn't have to but here we are.
Kara turns 4 on Tuesday and she had already had 2 surgeries. Later this month we have a consult with her surgeon to see if she needs surgery #3. Her ears keep filling with fluid and causing hearing issues. Which is why she is also in speech therapy.
Serena just turned 2 and is already showing signs of having the same issues as Kara. She has failed 2 hearing tests, which we go in to retest this week so that will probably lead to her having a surgery.
And my little man, my little baby boy Logan has to go have an EEG done and we have to meet with a neurologist because hes having spasms and we need to make sure hes not having seizures. And on top of everything, his iron is low so we have to add blood test to our routine every couple weeks until it's at a level they like.
My calendar is full from now until April with appointments and consults which will probably turn into surgeries and hospital stays. It's a lot to process. It's a lot to plan around. I have to have this kid at this appointment this day so the baby sitter needs to watch this kid or get this kid from school and so on...
I keep telling myself that when it's all over they will be okay but honestly I don't know that for sure. I dont know that something serious isn't wrong. But I have to be hopeful. I have to find a light at the end of a tunnel somehow. Not just for my kids sake but for my sanity.
It's going to be a long and bumpy road but I'm ready. 2020 is coming in swinging and I'm prepared to fight back. We got this. I got this.
