T is in the hospital. He has a staph infection. He's been there for 2 days now.
We're moving in 2 weeks and we've barely started packing.
H woke up at quarter of six this morning. He never gets up that early. I was peeing and H was crying and the dog was whining and the cat was howling and I was alone.
T doesn't know when he's coming home. He's lonely and sad. I'm lonely and sad.
Life as an adoptive family.
My Story
- Rachel
- 4 miscarriages, 3 failed IVFs with PGD, 2 different sperm donors, 1 diagnosis of balanced translocation. Now we are the proud parents of a boy via domestic infant semi-open adoption. We had a failed match for kid #2 and are now matched again.
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I'm sorry - that's rough. I hope T gets discharged soon.
Oh goodness. Poor T. Hope he makes a quick recovery. You must be so upset. Thinking of you and sending thoughts.
(Yet again our lives hit a parallel. Very strange.)
Any projection as to when he might come home? Do you have anyone close by who can help you pack? The stress of it all...it's almost enough to make you curl up next to a bottle of vodka. You can push through this, OK?
I'm so sorry....you must feel pretty overwhelmed.Just think of all the people that are praying and pulling for you and yours!.....hugs....
Oh Rachel. I am sending hugs your way. I hope T feels better soon and is discharged very soon.
Much love...
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