I lost it last night. Totally lost it over a hot dog. During the Hokie game last night David requested french toast. We could not make that happen so we talked him into a hot dog. I went downstairs into the cafeteria and ordered him a hot dog.
That nice gentleman made me a hot dog but he cut it down the middle to make like an open-faced hot dog. I started bawling. Snot started flying and my shoulders starting shaking. It was the kind of cry that you can't stop no matter what.
I looked at the man making my son this hot dog and I said "he just wants a hot dog. AFter all he has been through today can you not just fix him a normal flipping hot dog?"
Definitely not my prouder moment.
All of us here just have this feeling that we are so helpless watching David endure blood draw after blood draw, and pokes and prods on his precious belly and we know that this is hard for him.
I just wanted to make him smile with a hot dog:) Irrational Mommy for sure but that is the name of the game here.
We have had lots of requests for visit. Yes, we value and appreciate visits so much. Just know that today David is having a big surgery and probably for this whole weekend we will be in the PICU. If you want to visit and see David in all his glory in a normal room and visit with him, then maybe wait until over the Thanksgiving break when we are back in a normal room.
IF you want to visit this weekend we would love to see you but know that you probably will not get to see Mr. Precious himself. I know they are strict about PICU visiting hours. We are not even sure if Ashley will get to see him in there because she is technically not blood relative.
We are off to the hospital for a big day. Mike stayed with David last night and Ashley and I went to a hotel for a normal shower and a warm bed. David kicked me out of his bed so he could sleep with all his new stuffed animal friends:)
Love to all!