A Little Scare

Today we woke up pretty happy and all seemed to be well... Ryan went to work and I had only Drew and Dylan. I hopped in the shower after Drew had fallen asleep. I got out of the shower to find Dylan crying that he had a headache. Well it started out as a little one then grew to be a monster! He was inconsolable for about a half an hour. He couldn't feel his left leg or his for head. I was pretty scared. I got some Ibuprofen in him and I said a prayer out loud with him. After about 5-10 min. he finally calmed down. Ryan came home from work and called the doctor. They wanted to see him to make sure his tumor hadn't grown and caused a ventricle to swell. They said they may have to put a shunt in his head... No fun at all! So they traveled down to Primary's and ended up only having to get a CT Scan and not an MRI. Dylan was very relieved! They found his tumor hadn't grown since last week and prescribed him some pretty heavy meds for his migraines. I'm so grateful he didn't end up with a shunt, that would have been a whole new can of worms! He did say that he liked the guy that drew his blood because "he smelled like hot chocolate! " I asked him what I smelled like and he said "not really anything, because you shower a lot!" So I asked about Ryan and he said he liked how Ryan smells, because he "smells like beef jerky"! Obviously he has food on the brain- However, he has been asking for random foods like cucumbers and cauliflower! Who is this kid!? He continues to say the cutest things every day. He told me he cried when he was at the hospital because he missed me. We are pretty much attached at the hip. Tonight when I was cleaning up he asked what he could do to help. He told me, "just because I'm sick doesn't mean I have to just sit around and be lazy and not help". He really wants to be normal. He wants to be treated normal. I can't imagine what is going on in his little mind having everything he has known change completely in a week. Poor little guy.

All that I know is that I have never been happier with myself. I know it sounds bizarre but there is nothing on this earth that makes me happier than serving my sick little boy, my wonderful husband and my amazing children. Dawson has been a rock. That kid is more solid than most adults I know. He has been so helpful, protective and understanding. I could not ask for a better family. I have come to realize that when you are faced with trials like this you have 2 options. You can choose to feel sorry for yourself, cry all day long, neglect your responsibilities and give in to anger and sorrow. OR you can choose to look at all of the good that has come from this. My family has never been stronger, I love them more today than I ever thought possible, there are so many amazing people who love and care for us and there is so much good in this world. And... I am honored that Heavenly Father trusted me enough to help his son through this difficult time.