So I throw up. A lot. It's a rare day when I don't at least dry heave several times a day. (Like you all wanted to know that, but I'm telling you anyway. And I do have a point...)
I'm not sure if it's the meds I'm on, or dialysis, or just a general state of not-well-being, but I feel nauseous most of the time.
My vomiting episodes are usually started with a cough of some sort...let's call it the dry heave before the storm. :) When I cough, my kids instantly ask, "Mom, are you okay?"
This happened on Tuesday when Ian and I were on our way home from school. I started gagging a bit and then started vomiting a bit. After the episode was over, Ian asked, "Mom, are you okay?"
I started tearing up a bit and told him that what I'm most excited for about getting a new kidney is that my kids won't have to worry about me anymore. I told him that, while I love that he's worried about me, and I know that he cares about me, it should be me that's worried about him. The roles have been reversed for the past nine months. I'm so ready to be a good mom again.
I love my children more than I can say. They have been so strong and amazing through this whole thing. It would be easy for them to complain and whine about how sick I am, but they don't. I have been so blessed with the two most amazing kids any mom could ever ask for. I hope someday we can look back on all of this with fond memories of how we grew together as a family. It's what I wish for every single day.
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