Don't wait.
This was going to be the summer things got right for Tammy and her family.
This was going to be the summer we'd be able to do day trips and weekend getaways. There would be time (carefully arranged) and money (little, but enough)
And then the world shut down.
But before the world shut down, my daughter, 32 years old, mother of two, went to the hospital because she could no longer stand the pain in her back and the swelling in her leg.
She was admitted on March 29, her son's 7th birthday.
She has no diagnosis, no treatment, no prognosis of her disease.
The labs are backed up and all their efforts are fighting this coronavirus. EVERY other ailment, illness, or disorder has been shoved aside.
Now, I understand that it is a "good of the many" situation, and the many are, and should be the priority in an impersonal way, but I'm having a hard time understanding why everything else is being shoved into a corner, swept under the carpet, etc.
THERE WILL BE NO DAY TRIPS as a Family.
No weekend getaways.
Not with her; not for her.
If you have a healthy child, hug her.
I can't.
If you have a beautiful daughter, fill your eyes with her.
I can't.
If she's talking and driving you nuts, going on and on -- listen to her.
I can't.
My daughter can no longer speak.
It's been six weeks, barely, and my girl has vanished from my life.
From her husband's life. (But not really. He still has the burden of decisions when they will need to be made.)
From her children's lives.
Need I say more?
So, if you can, follow up on those plans. Do IT. Go THERE.
You may not get another chance.
This was going to be the summer things got right for Tammy and her family.This was going to be the summer we'd be able to do day trips and weekend getaways. There would be time (carefully arranged) and money (little, but enough)
And then the world shut down.
But before the world shut down, my daughter, 32 years old, mother of two, went to the hospital because she could no longer stand the pain in her back and the swelling in her leg.
She was admitted on March 29, her son's 7th birthday.
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| Her last day home. |
We have not seen her since.
We will probably not see her again. Ever.
Barring a miracle, which could happen but by its nature is unlikely.
She has no diagnosis, no treatment, no prognosis of her disease.
The labs are backed up and all their efforts are fighting this coronavirus. EVERY other ailment, illness, or disorder has been shoved aside.
Now, I understand that it is a "good of the many" situation, and the many are, and should be the priority in an impersonal way, but I'm having a hard time understanding why everything else is being shoved into a corner, swept under the carpet, etc.
THERE WILL BE NO DAY TRIPS as a Family.
No weekend getaways.
Not with her; not for her.
If you have a healthy child, hug her.
I can't.
If you have a beautiful daughter, fill your eyes with her.
I can't.
If she's talking and driving you nuts, going on and on -- listen to her.
I can't.
My daughter can no longer speak.
It's been six weeks, barely, and my girl has vanished from my life.
From her husband's life. (But not really. He still has the burden of decisions when they will need to be made.)
From her children's lives.
Need I say more?
So, if you can, follow up on those plans. Do IT. Go THERE.
You may not get another chance.
I'm sorry Ruth. Will be praying for Tammy and her kids and you and the whole family. May God send a miracle.
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