Tonight's picture was taken in March of 2009. The child life playroom at the hospital had a Wii game. The game chosen was yoga positions. Literally Mattie was mimicking the character on the screen. That may not seem like a big deal, but remember Mattie was wheelchair bound. He couldn't put his full weight on his right foot and leg. So doing yoga movements was not an easy feat. Of course while Mattie was doing this, he had a whole bunch of people watching, who also jumped in and tried to compete with Mattie for the best pose. Needless to say, to this day, I find this photo, which was taken by one of Mattie's nurses, to be so meaningful and captured Mattie's energy and spirit.
Quote of the day: If there is a heaven, it's certain our animals are to be there. Their lives become so interwoven with our own, it would take more than an archangel to detangle them. ~ Pam Brown
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Last night, while having dinner, my dad's face was flush. He was sneezing, coughing, and wasn't eating. Given that he has already lost 11 pounds in a few months, I am watching him extra carefully. Last Saturday, he was also sick, and I took him to urgent care (based on doctor's orders) to get a flu swab. I already knew he did not have COVID. My dad tested negative for both COVID and the Flu. So the doctor did not prescribe him anything. Now almost a week later, my dad had full blown symptoms and when I saw he had an 101 fever last night, I text messaged his doctor. Of course the doctor wanted another COVID swab done, which I quickly did. Thankfully I have a supply. My dad is once again COVID negative, but I wanted the doctor to make a decision and get a script into our pharmacy by 7:45pm. Why? Because our CVS closes at 8pm. Another reality I had to face early on when I moved out of the city. Things close much earlier out here in the suburbs.
By 7:40pm, the doctor felt my dad needed antibiotics. I told him to call it in quickly. While getting my dad settled in his chair and cleaning up dinner dishes, I called CVS and asked them to check for this script because I was coming within minutes to pick up the antibiotics. Needless to say, I jumped into the car and was dead set on getting to the pharmacy before they closed. I got it done and came home and started him on his meds. I am thankful that I moved quickly on this because my dad had a fever of 101 while on Tylenol.
There is something scary to me about things that happen at night. Things always arise in the dark and dealing with medical issues after hours is always stressful. Being the only abled body in my home now is also a major concern because I have no back up. No one close by who can jump in and help me. That alone can send me for a tail spin. But like everything else, I rose to the occasion last night and did what was in my dad's best interest.
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