Sometimes the strength runs dry. Ya know.
A bit of a courage draught happening here. I've been feeling pretty cowardly lately. Every time I think in either direction about Monday. D (as in decision) Day.
I get weak in the knees. A little naseous. And crazy thoughts swirl.
So I've been putting a lot of effort into NOT dwelling. And filling up with happy...positive...input.
Like this fabulously inspirational post I drew strength from yesterday!
I think EVERY parent navigating through crazy challenging complicated medical issues...should hop over to TherExtras and get a courage shot too! Lots of great info to sift through besides...
And on a side note. Barbara of TheExtras and I had a dinner date planned once. It was to be at Cracker Barrel...one a my faves.
It's been a very long time since I've stood anyone up. But our girl's night happened to be the caboose to a very bad (yester)day.
I didn't want to miss our meet. And got dressed. Make upped. And was driving down the road when my heart just suddenly stopped beating. I had to go home. I couldn't leave Trevy like that. I just couldn't. So I called Barbara and apologized. She graciously understood.
A weepy seizure-y Trevy met me at the door.
I SO wish we could have met that night. Trevy needed me though.