Incredible is our word of the day! Hudson just had his very first 3 month blood work done and the news was GREAT! Well besides the fact that his new favorite meter named " The Green One" was off by 22%. We walked Hudson into the clinic this morning.. and warned him before hand that this needle would hurt just a bit and that it was going to take a little bit of his blood to see how he is doing. He seemed more relaxed about it than we did thats for sure. The last time we were there in this very clinic was the first time Hudson had ever had blood taken from him. The first time we uttered the D word was in these very halls.. the first time he encountered a lab tech was in this very waiting room. I watched as my sweet little boy had the huge blue band tied around his tiny arm... I shuttered as they touched his arm to make sure the vein was good enough... I turned away as they began to fill up vials and tried for my sake to distract him.. the 3 year old who cried just a bit as my heart cried and ached for him. No child should have to know what it is like to have their blood tested... No child should ever have to watch with tears in their eyes and try their best to hold them back just to be brave. How could someone so small have already walked the halls of fear and come out changed? How could someone who is so young have already faced giants and dragons and conquered them all? How could someone so full of life have had to already face the challenges of this big world and taken on such a burden? Today.. I wanted to tell him that he didn't have to be strong.. that being brave was on the back burner.. that he was free to cry.. it was ok not to feel strong all the time.. but than again.. I would probably have been speaking more to myself than him.. because my little boy watched them as they took the samples.. he winced in pain just for a rare second. And than was beyond excited to realize that his band aid had "the King" from his favorite movie on it. I let out a sigh of relief as they brought him some "prize" for staying calm. But inside.. I could feel a rush of sorrow... I knew we would be back again.. in another 3 months.. back again to face the vials and the smell of alcohol swabs.. And we did what any parent would do... we took him to Walmart for a prize.. a prize to soothe OUR tear stained hearts...
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Love that quote from Winnie the Pooh, I say it to my 'littles' all the time. Hope you remember to say it to yourself too Jill - :)
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