A few weeks ago, I pushed a bit hard and finally got Bo to agree to work on re-doing the boys' bedrooms. We had talked about heading to California the day after Thanksgiving, but instead decided to stay home so he could focus on the rooms. We decided to start with Nate's room -- paint, rip out the carpet, lay down laminate floor, remove the too-tall platform bed and build a new, shorter platform bed. (While I say that "we" decided, please know that ALL the work was done by Bo. He's awesome)
On Tuesday before Thanksgiving, I received a phone call from the school nurse. I rushed over, picked up Nate and took him immediately to the ER.
He was admitted, and this picture you see was from the Thanksgiving meal he and I enjoyed at the hospital cafeteria. Yes, it was quite the eventful holiday. Thankfully, he was released in the late afternoon and we made it home to enjoy Thanksgiving with family. (That Bo spent all day cooking - so I'm glad we were able to make it home and enjoy it.)
We still aren't sure what is wrong, but life-threatening, scary things were ruled out. He is weak, and cannot yet return to school. The holidays meant that nobody was open on Friday to start setting up appointments, so we have the first follow up tomorrow.
His dad worked tirelessly on his bedroom and it is 90% complete. The blue stripes are on his wall to look like Shelby stripes (the car.) It was a ton of work, but it probably gave him a great place to channel some energy as we worry about our sweet boy.
We are hoping that the symptoms suddenly disappear as they suddenly appeared, but are ready to do whatever is necessary. We are grateful that it doesn't appear to be life-threatening, but we are also hoping for some answers in the coming days.
Hug your kids and loved ones tight tonight. Things can happen in the blink of an eye.