I know, I know...it's a wreck around here. Watch your step. After the recent comments bar went haywire (thanks to Blogger
's continual meddling), i adjusted the date formatting of the comments to fix it. Now comments cannot be made at all--and I have no idea what the issue was. I thought it might be the expandable post summaries I put in, so I took those out too. I finally recopied the entire template, and started over from scratch, with no luck. It's got to be in my settings somewhere.Jon
Selah's had a bad cough for the last few days, and Wednesday she was up most of the night with a fever of 102. The doctor said to monitor her throughout the night, and to bring her in to the office in the morning. Selah didn't wake up till about 1:00pm the next day, but when she did, she was hysterical. After holding her for a bit and crying with her, Regina rushed her to the doctor and picked up a speeding ticket along the way. The merciless cop thought she was just another driver making up a story to get out of a ticket. Bummer.
When she got to the doctor's, it didn't take long for him to listen to her lungs and tell us the prognosis..."Selah's got pneumonia." My poor wife immediately began to tear up, overwhelmed by the helplessness that suffocates you when your child is in pain.
I got home about an hour later from work, and Regina took off to teach her classes. Selah was so lethargic--for almost four hours, she didn't move from her position on the couch, as she fought a rising fever that was now 103.
Thankfully, her fever topped out there, and she was able to get some rest on Daddy's lap. It's heart-breaking to watch your beautiful little girl writhe and shake while she sleeps.
is an artist/storyteller that Regina and I were introduced to about a year ago. Bought a couple prints and books at the time, and have found myself coming back to this quote for most of the week.
"I don't know how long I can do this, he said. I think the universe has different plans for me & we sat there in silence & I thought to myself that this is the thing we all come to & this is the thing we all fight & if we are lucky enough to lose, our lives become beautiful with mystery again & I sat there silent because that is not something that can be said. "