We used to revel in the "new perfect" that was our life. Raising a beautiful girl with multiple special needs showed us that "perfect" is all in our minds. Emily's life was perfect. It was happy, it was brilliant. She was social, outgoing, silly, and ticklish. Now we are learning to get through life without our "Perfect Peanut" in it. This is most certainly NOT a new kind of perfect.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
in the hospital
We've been in the ER for almost 6 hours. Waiting to be moved upstairs and admitted. Will update in the morning hopefully.