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I love your ring!
Thanks!
My sister has one similar. She's not big on diamonds so the saphire was perfect for her.
Me too! Plus ever since I saw Princess Diana's engagement ring...I knew I wanted something different.
Dan sounds alot like my dh! I'm so glad you found someone wonderfull!
It is amazing once you have something like this to compare it to what you had before. I am so blessed every day.
Thought to tell you all this. Today is one year from the time Baylor was burned. Actually it happened right about 12:30 p.m. and it has been a weird feeling here. Baylor has been invited to go to a few friends places or trick-or -treating and he asked if he could stay home and get a fog machine, strobe light and scare some of the older kids. He said he wants to be home.
He is usually pretty excited about the Trick-or Treating part of Halloween and last year as we sat at the ER - was talking about that and what he was missing.
The last few days he has been pretty reflective and talking about the burn, how it happened and what he remembers. He is a big person on the sense of smell and the other day when we were raking, he talked about remembering the smell of fallen leaves as he was rolling in them trying to put himself out. It's hard fo me to hear at times because I hate so much I wasn't there and I still fight with guilt over what I could have done.
Yesterday, I cleaned out a bathroom closet that has held all these bags of Baylor's med stuff since last Halloween and through the spring. I have starightened it out since but was not ready to go through all things and pitch what we can't use etc. For some reason I was ready yesterday.
I closed the door to the hallway and truthfully, just cried as I sat on the floor seperating.
There was silvadine salve that they tried to use right after the burn to save him from being grafted. The smell is unmistakable (Silver has a healing component for burns) and inividual finger gauze we had to put on his left hand after we debried his skin and put this yellow medicated wrap on.
There were sterile wipes and wraps and so much extras. Scizzors and tweezers and wood sticks used to smear the medicated salves on without touching him. It hit me so hard how much those first 6 months sucked. How much he would cry and get so angry because he hated not being able to take care of himself.
Each piece had a different memory and visual of the seperate burns and when I went in the bathroom yesterday I had no intention of "This is the Day." It just sort of happened. I needed to go through it and I needed that time to sort and save and box up some supplies to donate. I just was not prepared for the feelings and the lump in my throat.
He is at that 13 age stage of talking and not talking at the same time. I went to his room 2 days ago and found him lotioning his leg after his shower. He does this every day, several times and then has to wait for it to dry to then put on the compression stocking. I watched him through his opening in the door and he was wiping tears away. I know his looks and he was frusterated. He still has no feeling in his lower ankle area and he hates not being able to feel what he sees when someone touches him there. Including himself. It just stinks that here we are a year later and still the reminents of that day are just as palpable.
Anyway - I will not write the rest of my AK day this weekend as planned - I will try and get to that on Monday. I am just not in a funny mood right now and we have family/friends coming over for a dinner for Baylor tom and I want to work on some surprises for him for then.
Sorry for rambling - I feel like you guys have been along since it happened and so letting my feelings out here is a safe place in some strange way.
As goofy as I get here, I want you to know that you all have truly touched me and my family in this journey and I can't imagine this past year without my friends here.