One of the challenges with chronic illness is that I just can't do what 'normal' people do. A lot of my time each day is spent in bed, and so especially during the summer, I miss out on a lot when the kiddos are home.
So when you add acute illness on top of the chronic, it's sometimes enough to make me almost crazy. Or at least kinda mad.
I was pretty close to down-and-out for over two weeks (and am still not back to whatever my normal is). It sounds wimpy, perhaps, but it really brought me down emotionally, mentally, and spiritually as well. It's sobering how something like an acute illness can trigger such an intense grieving process (something that comes quite regularly -- at least for me -- with chronic illness).
My saving grace during this past few weeks has been to just savor the little moments with my children. I love to just watch them and let what's left of their childhood sink into my momma heart...all the while enjoying the delightful process of watching them become their own people, with their own passions and personalities, their own testimonies and their own questions.
