This summer will go down as one of my least favorite times ever. It has been punctuated by doctor visits instead of long summer vacations and of worry-filled days instead of care-free days. Now that it is mid-August we still do not have too many answers in regards to the oldest boy, but we do have two appointments coming up (one at the end of August and one at the end of September) that will provide us with definitive answers. The boy and I are both looking forward to these appointments as living in limbo is not fun at all.
This is especially true for me. I crashed this summer; the stress of a life-changing diagnosis for my son was just too much for me. I ended up in the emergency room twice. The first time I ended up on antibiotics for an infection, and the second time I ended up on anti-virals for shingles. I also saw my primary doctor for a complete physical, and after many tests, I received a clean bill of health with advice to get my stress under control.
Now that it is August I am finally feeling better. I guess my body and mind have both adapted to everything that is going on around me. If the boy has a connective tissue disorder I feel that I can now handle that (He can too, as he is so strong and mature about it all). I guess I needed this summer to do nothing but worry, so that I could get to the point I am at now, which is a point of acceptance and, even more than that, a point of being pro-active about everything.
I am also at a point of looking forward to our new school year. I have some more planning to do, but I feel very excited about everything. The twins are moving forward with their high school path, and the youngest boy is moving forward to his middle school years. I will post our complete plans in the coming week for everyone to see.
This last week the twins and I took a short road trip up to Mammoth Lakes with my brother. It was so good for all of us, and I am so glad we took the trip. It was a nice break for everyone and seems to have re-charged all our batteries. The youngest boy also enjoyed his time at home. He was the center of attention for four days and was spoiled quite nicely by his grandparents.
Here are a few pictures (actually quite a bit more than a few) from our short vacation.