Well, we have had a disappointment.
A man came out today to see about a ramp and they cannot build one at the front, because our house is so high up and it would cost over $4,000 to build it. They can only build part of a ramp off the back porch, and he would still have to go over the front yard in the wheelchair to get to the car, van, etc. So we are going to tell them not to do it, because we are planning to move from here, anyhow. Preston wanted to go to the daycare for special needs people each Friday, and I thought it would be good for him, too, but it is too hard for them to get him loaded in the van. So! The Lord knows what is best. He will not even think about walking down all of the steps to the driveway now, but as he recovers maybe he will do it once again. I have been nervous about him and the steps though, because it was very hard on him, even before this illness sometimes and I was afraid he would fall. We have to move from here anyhow. We have to get a 3 bedroom place wherever we move too; Missie cannot keep sleeping in the tiny space of the foyer. And we have to tear up her room every time we take Preston somewhere or the ambulance comes to get him for an appt. That is hard on her, and I understand that. And we are planning to move to PA anyhow by April of next year, Lord willing.
Missie is having a lot of nervousness again. As long as he was in bed and not able to get around, she knew things would be ok. But since he is up and around she remembers all the bad times we had with his rages before the illness. But overall, Preston is a much happier person and doesn't have the rages he had before, but she cannot forget the bad times. He still worries some and one time he threw his cane, but overall he is doing great! We are so proud of him. It hurts me for her to nervous all of the time. I feel so torn; I love both of my children immensely, as any real mother does, and I want them both with me for as long as I can have them.
My ex-neighbor, had her baby today, 7 weeks early, and she is in neo-natal, but is breathing on her own, and only has 1 IV. So that is a miracle. Missie is very anxious to see Isabelle when the time comes that we can see her.
I have to get to bed early, as I have to get up at 5:30 and take Jr. to work, so Missie and I can have our 3 hrs. together while the aide is here to stay with Preston.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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