Monday, July 21, 2014
Nolan is so amazing, I can hardly contain myself when he expresses his thoughts, vocabulary, emotions, humor, creativity, you name it. I can't believe we got so lucky to have him. I catch him rubbing Miles' head (similar to rubbing the belly of a Buddha statue, except his head! ), trying to put Miles' glasses on, and telling me all the time what Miles is doing or feeling.
Last Thursday I took him to get his second set of tubes. I wasn't as nervous this time, meaning, I didn't have as many tears when they put him out. I held him tight, whispered "I love you" 7 times in his ear before they scooped his limp little body to the OR table. 10 minutes later and a few prayers, I was back in recovery to see him.
A nurse was holding him as he held his blanket. She told me 10 times how amazing he was. Calm, gentle, kind the whole time. I held him for a few minutes and fed him a red slushie. I can't stand artificial coloring, but he deserved this treat! The nurse gave him 5 stickers, then went to get 5 more because he was so good. "Best patient ever" she said. I loved hearing that.
He was starving, so I asked what special breakfast he wanted. He knew Burger King had french toast sticks, so I obliged and went through the drive through. Anyone who knows my kid knows he is a big breakfast eater. He ate 5 french toast sticks as if they were his last meal.
This weekend he goes to Eau Claire to be with both my family and Ryan ' s while we're in the hospital the first week. I told him tonight I was going to miss him so much and that'd I'd cry missing him. (Haven't been away from him for more than 3 nights) Wise kid told me, "Don't cry mama, be brave! I'll come back! "