How do you deal with bad news

jacksmom

New member
I am so thankfull that there are sites like this to help us all out.
Hopefully Jack does not need a transplant for many years to come but if his liver takes a bad turn I am greatfull that all of you are here to help me get through the tough times ahead.

Thankyou all again
Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I am so thankfull that there are sites like this to help us all out.
Hopefully Jack does not need a transplant for many years to come but if his liver takes a bad turn I am greatfull that all of you are here to help me get through the tough times ahead.

Thankyou all again
Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I am so thankfull that there are sites like this to help us all out.
Hopefully Jack does not need a transplant for many years to come but if his liver takes a bad turn I am greatfull that all of you are here to help me get through the tough times ahead.

Thankyou all again
Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I am so thankfull that there are sites like this to help us all out.
Hopefully Jack does not need a transplant for many years to come but if his liver takes a bad turn I am greatfull that all of you are here to help me get through the tough times ahead.

Thankyou all again
Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I am so thankfull that there are sites like this to help us all out.
<br />Hopefully Jack does not need a transplant for many years to come but if his liver takes a bad turn I am greatfull that all of you are here to help me get through the tough times ahead.
<br />
<br />Thankyou all again
<br />Carey
 

shea14

New member
I understand that feeling. I just get busy. I read everything I can about it, ask a million questions about every possible thing you can think of from every hospital worker I know (annoying I'm sure). I evaluate every aspect of it until it's like I'm thinking like an author of a medical journal (I guess it feels less real that way). And I get busy cleaning and running around getting things for AJ. It's easier than thinking about it emotionally or dealing with other peoples emotions. Then I will eventually break down and cry and then I feel I'm ready to tell people. Although talking to Kevin (my significant other) before I undergo this process usually makes it easier. He's my rock.
 

shea14

New member
I understand that feeling. I just get busy. I read everything I can about it, ask a million questions about every possible thing you can think of from every hospital worker I know (annoying I'm sure). I evaluate every aspect of it until it's like I'm thinking like an author of a medical journal (I guess it feels less real that way). And I get busy cleaning and running around getting things for AJ. It's easier than thinking about it emotionally or dealing with other peoples emotions. Then I will eventually break down and cry and then I feel I'm ready to tell people. Although talking to Kevin (my significant other) before I undergo this process usually makes it easier. He's my rock.
 

shea14

New member
I understand that feeling. I just get busy. I read everything I can about it, ask a million questions about every possible thing you can think of from every hospital worker I know (annoying I'm sure). I evaluate every aspect of it until it's like I'm thinking like an author of a medical journal (I guess it feels less real that way). And I get busy cleaning and running around getting things for AJ. It's easier than thinking about it emotionally or dealing with other peoples emotions. Then I will eventually break down and cry and then I feel I'm ready to tell people. Although talking to Kevin (my significant other) before I undergo this process usually makes it easier. He's my rock.
 

shea14

New member
I understand that feeling. I just get busy. I read everything I can about it, ask a million questions about every possible thing you can think of from every hospital worker I know (annoying I'm sure). I evaluate every aspect of it until it's like I'm thinking like an author of a medical journal (I guess it feels less real that way). And I get busy cleaning and running around getting things for AJ. It's easier than thinking about it emotionally or dealing with other peoples emotions. Then I will eventually break down and cry and then I feel I'm ready to tell people. Although talking to Kevin (my significant other) before I undergo this process usually makes it easier. He's my rock.
 

shea14

New member
I understand that feeling. I just get busy. I read everything I can about it, ask a million questions about every possible thing you can think of from every hospital worker I know (annoying I'm sure). I evaluate every aspect of it until it's like I'm thinking like an author of a medical journal (I guess it feels less real that way). And I get busy cleaning and running around getting things for AJ. It's easier than thinking about it emotionally or dealing with other peoples emotions. Then I will eventually break down and cry and then I feel I'm ready to tell people. Although talking to Kevin (my significant other) before I undergo this process usually makes it easier. He's my rock.
 

Ratatosk

Administrator
Staff member
I usually post here about my concerns, fears in the hopes that I'll get an opinion, comment from someone whose been thru a similar experience. And 99.9% of the time, that's the case.

Wish I'd have found this place when DS was a newborn. Mainly because well-meaning family members are always trying to convince me that test results are wrong, that everything is going to be okay, that they heard about someone who knew someone who (insert topic/happy story)... and sometimes it's not going to be okay. My MIL is a good one for telling me about how someone else's child never ate but they tried oatmeal with ice cream, bologna sandwiches, which said child "ate like a little piggy". I want to punch her when I hear that darned little piggy phrase. Sigh.. Sorry, just had to vent <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
 

Ratatosk

Administrator
Staff member
I usually post here about my concerns, fears in the hopes that I'll get an opinion, comment from someone whose been thru a similar experience. And 99.9% of the time, that's the case.

Wish I'd have found this place when DS was a newborn. Mainly because well-meaning family members are always trying to convince me that test results are wrong, that everything is going to be okay, that they heard about someone who knew someone who (insert topic/happy story)... and sometimes it's not going to be okay. My MIL is a good one for telling me about how someone else's child never ate but they tried oatmeal with ice cream, bologna sandwiches, which said child "ate like a little piggy". I want to punch her when I hear that darned little piggy phrase. Sigh.. Sorry, just had to vent <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
 

Ratatosk

Administrator
Staff member
I usually post here about my concerns, fears in the hopes that I'll get an opinion, comment from someone whose been thru a similar experience. And 99.9% of the time, that's the case.

Wish I'd have found this place when DS was a newborn. Mainly because well-meaning family members are always trying to convince me that test results are wrong, that everything is going to be okay, that they heard about someone who knew someone who (insert topic/happy story)... and sometimes it's not going to be okay. My MIL is a good one for telling me about how someone else's child never ate but they tried oatmeal with ice cream, bologna sandwiches, which said child "ate like a little piggy". I want to punch her when I hear that darned little piggy phrase. Sigh.. Sorry, just had to vent <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
 

Ratatosk

Administrator
Staff member
I usually post here about my concerns, fears in the hopes that I'll get an opinion, comment from someone whose been thru a similar experience. And 99.9% of the time, that's the case.

Wish I'd have found this place when DS was a newborn. Mainly because well-meaning family members are always trying to convince me that test results are wrong, that everything is going to be okay, that they heard about someone who knew someone who (insert topic/happy story)... and sometimes it's not going to be okay. My MIL is a good one for telling me about how someone else's child never ate but they tried oatmeal with ice cream, bologna sandwiches, which said child "ate like a little piggy". I want to punch her when I hear that darned little piggy phrase. Sigh.. Sorry, just had to vent <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
 

Ratatosk

Administrator
Staff member
I usually post here about my concerns, fears in the hopes that I'll get an opinion, comment from someone whose been thru a similar experience. And 99.9% of the time, that's the case.
<br />
<br />Wish I'd have found this place when DS was a newborn. Mainly because well-meaning family members are always trying to convince me that test results are wrong, that everything is going to be okay, that they heard about someone who knew someone who (insert topic/happy story)... and sometimes it's not going to be okay. My MIL is a good one for telling me about how someone else's child never ate but they tried oatmeal with ice cream, bologna sandwiches, which said child "ate like a little piggy". I want to punch her when I hear that darned little piggy phrase. Sigh.. Sorry, just had to vent <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
 

jacksmom

New member
I just wanted to post that I'm pretty sure that I am finally coming to terms with Jack eventually needing a liver transplant.
Yesterday my daughter and I were at the dentist office getting our teeth clean. My dentist knows all about Jack and when I told her about his liver she almost started crying. I felt like giving her a hug and telling her that it would be all right.

I know when the time comes for Jack to be listed for a transplant that I will fall apart all over again, but hopefully that will not happen for years and years, and knowing that this site is here helps tremendously.

Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I just wanted to post that I'm pretty sure that I am finally coming to terms with Jack eventually needing a liver transplant.
Yesterday my daughter and I were at the dentist office getting our teeth clean. My dentist knows all about Jack and when I told her about his liver she almost started crying. I felt like giving her a hug and telling her that it would be all right.

I know when the time comes for Jack to be listed for a transplant that I will fall apart all over again, but hopefully that will not happen for years and years, and knowing that this site is here helps tremendously.

Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I just wanted to post that I'm pretty sure that I am finally coming to terms with Jack eventually needing a liver transplant.
Yesterday my daughter and I were at the dentist office getting our teeth clean. My dentist knows all about Jack and when I told her about his liver she almost started crying. I felt like giving her a hug and telling her that it would be all right.

I know when the time comes for Jack to be listed for a transplant that I will fall apart all over again, but hopefully that will not happen for years and years, and knowing that this site is here helps tremendously.

Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I just wanted to post that I'm pretty sure that I am finally coming to terms with Jack eventually needing a liver transplant.
Yesterday my daughter and I were at the dentist office getting our teeth clean. My dentist knows all about Jack and when I told her about his liver she almost started crying. I felt like giving her a hug and telling her that it would be all right.

I know when the time comes for Jack to be listed for a transplant that I will fall apart all over again, but hopefully that will not happen for years and years, and knowing that this site is here helps tremendously.

Carey
 

jacksmom

New member
I just wanted to post that I'm pretty sure that I am finally coming to terms with Jack eventually needing a liver transplant.
<br />Yesterday my daughter and I were at the dentist office getting our teeth clean. My dentist knows all about Jack and when I told her about his liver she almost started crying. I felt like giving her a hug and telling her that it would be all right.
<br />
<br />I know when the time comes for Jack to be listed for a transplant that I will fall apart all over again, but hopefully that will not happen for years and years, and knowing that this site is here helps tremendously.
<br />
<br />Carey
 
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