A few days in and a whole lot of trouble.
Happy Sabbath
Today I had expected to be on the church zoom and supporting the children with today's special program. I had expected my parents and son to take off yesterday (friday) to NC to begin the vacation and continue the building project we have been working on for the last few years.
My birthday was Wednesday and a good day. I had played with ideas of traveling here or there but decided instead to spend part of the day finishing up a paint job in the family room (activity room) and went out to Home Sense and ended up purchasing a large mirror, huge woven basket to store blankets and pillows, and rug for underneath my desk. I went to Michaels and picked up two bunches of euculyptus for the decor. My parents wished me a happy birthday. I have a handful of cousins that have a tradition of calling for birthdays but I don't have any relationship with them. My little sis texted me happy birthday. No one else did for those who aught to remember and those who are what they are. I need not speak on that. I only told a few people but really just spent the day treating myself and being at peace.
Thursday came and was good and uneventful.
Then came Friday morning. I had gone through one of the hall closets to find medications and things my son needed for the trip Thursday evening. Friday morning his belongings were packed. I awakened to him being in my bed and coughing and was confused as to why he was even in my room, but since he was coughing and seemed unwell, I didn't force him out. I got up and gave him some medicine and he continued coughing between 3:30am until he made it to my parent's home around 8:15am. I had given him an asthma treatment, gave the inhaler, stuff for allergies. I really went all out. When he was at my parent's home, I decided then to tell my mother he was not well. The plan was for him to go to school friday and as soon as he arrived home he and they would travel to NC immediately. Everything for the most part was packed.
I ended up having to take him to the hospital and we were there from 11:30ish until after 10pm. He had a negative covid test. Xray showed no impaction. He was just having a hard time vomitting, feverish, coughing, and not really responding. He had to get an iv to get fluids in since he was dehydrated. I was really thinking I would have to stay overnight in the hospital but was so happy they released us. I still don't know what caused all of this but as a result, my mother told me that my son and I cannot go to NC with them. I was about to leave the hospital with him and checked my phone and saw that the power was out at my house. So I had to take him to my parent's home. I took him there and as I waited outside for my dad to come from back around the corner after parking one of the vans, I noticed a strange white car parked across the street behind me. I even turned and looked at them but they never rolled down the window or said anything. They just sat there. It was not until my dad walked around the corner and approached me that the car decided to take off. See, if you had good intent, the normal action would be to roll down a window and ask if someone is in trouble or needs help. I was standing outside in the dark with my phone but in front of my parent's home. The woods are directly across the street from my parents and it is a particularly dark area. I had just parked my car in my parent's drive way too. So yeah, that happened. I decided to wait until my son went to sleep before driving back to my house and the power came back on. I had a late dinner, finally took a bath and went to bed. Power went off at 5am and came back on about 30 min later.
I got up 2.5 hours later preparing to go to CVS to get my son's medication and looked out the window to see my gazebo (the newest one) flipped on it's side up against the tree and just chaos all in my backyard. The peacock came with his boy and both of them came and got fed before I went to get my son's meds and heard that he had a tough time still overnight. I took him home, gave him a bath and set him up to eat and relax and my dad came over to help me fix the gazebo.
Today is Sabbath and these are things I ordinarily do not do. I am thankful that my dad came to help me because they are going to leave my son and I probably tomorrow and if they do, I would have no one to help me fix this issue until after they return. I showed my dad the newly painted activity room and talked about the attic and next thing I know, I am up the attic ladder I thought was broken and my son had his first opportunity to see the attic for himself. We went up and it's just exciting. If done right, I could have 3 good sized rooms up there. I took video, there is so much I could do with this house and my dad can see the potential. My son now knows what the attic is andnow he wants to go up there but he is too short to grab the string to open the ladder door.
I am thankful that my son was able to get treated and return home. He ate pizza today I made from almost scratch. I am thankful that I have the rest of the week off and can spend this time with my son and work on my house. I am thankful for help. I am thankful for health. I am thankful for good finances. I am thankful for these unexpected events. Yes I am disappointed that yet again I will not be able to use a train ticket I paid for and I won't be able to go to NC for the week. But it's okay. There is a purpose for everything. There are 365 days in a year and out of those 365/366, my son was sick on the one day that mattered alot. I don't know why the Lord allowed him to go through this but I am thankful that he is doing okay and we are able to spend our time together.
In good times and bad, God is good. At 37 and 38 as well.
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