I had this vision of what the summer was going to be. I really did. I saw long, lazy days at our beautiful beach here on the lake. I imagined picnic lunches, blowing off housework...playing together. I wanted 2 solid months of "nothing." Ahhhhh...
And then I woke up.
Brandon relapsed in late June, his disease burst forth for the first time in 6 months. The horrible allergies we all experienced in this state this spring, were relentless. His were no exception, and his immune system had too much to deal with. We had weeks of intense illness, just taking each day as it came. He eventually was admitted to the hospital, and he and I spent a week there...getting all the scarey parts of his illness under control. He went back into remission, and we had a few good weeks. We finally got to have those lazy summer days...hours at the beach, learning to paddle in the water, blowing bubbles...watching Briana become more of a fish every day. It was heavenly!
Then allergies arrived over night, again, and WHAMO! We had several more weeks of illness, many trips to the specialist, many meds and all the extra life-experiences that go along with relapse...and now we've had 5 days back in remission. New meds dosages, new tests to take daily, and we wait. God willing we'll be able to give his little body a break, and he'll enjoy good health for a nice long stint here. Please, God.
This would all be par for the course...this isn't out of the norm for our life. That saying, "Life is what happens when you're busy making plans." is SO true! About 3 wks. ago I jumped up off the couch like I do all the time...rushing off to do something that's popped into my head. On this fateful day, my knee did this "popping out" thing...there's no other way to describe it. I've had "issues" with my right knee ever since I tore the heck out of it 10 yrs. ago. Back then, a severed ACL, torn miniscus, and torn MCL were....well....life-changing. And not in a good way. After years of physical therapy, and a surgery, I'd learned to live with the clicking and popping issues. This was the first time my knee popped out of the area it's suppossed to be in...when I was in mid step. I landed on it in mid trot...and pushed it way past where it should be. After 2 wks of tests, dr.'s visits, and no walking (can you imagine the annoyance of that?!)...I've offically got a very torn MCL. Again. This is where I laugh, because to NOT laugh would be to lose my marbles. We are leaving for Disney, driving (no, I couldn't make this up) in...oh...4 wks.? Although surgery was scheduled for tomorrow, I've decided to postpone until we get back from our trip. This way, I'll still be in Disney in a wheel chair...but I won't be in any post-surgery pain. Also, I'll be able to do the drive, challenging though it's going to be. I couldn't figure out how I'd look into the faces of my two little angels and tell them the trip was canceled. SO...my Mother of the Year sash is being sewn as we speak (nottt). Seriously though, I'm doing this as much for myself as for them. I couldn't bear to muck this up, we've all been looking forward to it for months. In many ways it's the holy grail at the end of a rather hard summer season for our little clan of 4.
Matt's been a saint, carrying all the burden of our domestic life, while waiting on me hand and foot when he's home from work, cleaning the house, delivering baskets of laundry to me (who's on the couch) so that I can fold them and feel somewhat useful...etc. The man is just beyond beyond. So...in the midst of all this craziness this summer...we've had many long, lazy days in our own back yard. Family movies nights in our p.j.'s. Board games on the dining room table. Art projects and story time. And you know what...it's not what my vision for this summer was...but it's been a blessing nonetheless. :)
Today we celebrate our precious Briana's 7th Birthday. How did we get here so quickly?!
God is so good.
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