Doing well.

This afternoon as I was transferring all my data from this years' organizer to my new one, I stumbled upon a note I had written:

April 3, 2007
Almost cried just now. Max is in clinic watching a TV show where they're talking about how things change, like the seasons or how people change when they grow up. "How will you change?" they ask. Max looks at me and says, "My hair will grow back!" I'm suddenly struck by the thought of him not growing up and not having any hair ever again.
Well, that was 8+ monthes ago. He's doing so well right now. It's very frightening when these kinds of thoughts pass through my head. It hurts all the way to very core of my body.


Anonymous said...

That's one thing I truly like about writing down things in a diary, organizer, or calendar. You can look back at where you were, and how far you've come.

I'm so glad to hear Max is doing well now.

Anonymous said...

You are the mother of a little boy who has been very ill and you wouldn't be normal if you didn't have feelings like this.

Max is doing so well now and that's the thing we want to focus on... One day at a time.

Love you, Mom

Anonymous said...

Thanksgiving: another 8 months with Max and doing well...Listen to your mom; she sounds very wise! My heart aches for you all...

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