Last week was just shitty. A lot of awful things happened all at once. I had a really sick kid, and I lost a high school friend… Sigh.
My son had his first medical emergency ever. He was really scaring the shit out of me, (he was severely lethargic, not talking, dehydrated, not eating, acting like a total zombie) so we took him to the ER. I honestly thought the doc was going to call me paranoid and I’d feel silly for overreacting and just send us home with something for his cough and fever. He had a chest x-ray and it turns out his whole left lung was fucked. He had a pretty serious pneumonia, my poor baby was not getting enough oxygen. We had to be transported by ambulance to a children’s hospital in Dallas. We were there a few days while he got IV fluids and antibiotics. He’s better now, still recovering. I’m glad that’s over. My anxiety will disappear once he’s back to 100% normal.
One of my friends from high school passed away. We weren’t close, but it is still a sad thing for someone to die so young. I regret not being able to hang out again and catch up on old times. We had some good memories, one in particular: our trip along with another friend of ours Jennifer to the Texas Renaissance Festival when we were 16. We enjoyed the faire, spent money on crap like jewelry, watched boys, admired the costumes and ogled the chain mail goods. We walked around eating turkey legs and fried alligator, I got a cartilage piercing that never quite healed and left a scar! Later that night we spent the night in a huge tent on the campgrounds and got very drunk when strangers invited us to share their keg. There was a bonfire, music, so much happiness and celebrating. I’ll never forget it. I always wish I had photos from those two days, and even though I don’t have any, I still remember everything so vividly. I don’t need photos. Here’s one of me and her (middle) and another one of our friends, Maryann in high school.
Rest now, girl. The pain is over. <3