Hi, it's been way too long since I've been on this site. Good in a way....my 8 year old son has been so healthy. His PFT's usually run around 95...what a shock when we went in twice now and they were down to 60. He looks great, plays, has energy but much to my surprise...here we are. I look at him and "take a deep breath" because it's days like this that the reality of his disease really knocks me off my feet. I just read "littledebbies" message and it's all too real. I can't imagine life without my son, he is my sunshine, my light, my smiles, my everything. I can see his face, cute little feet..hear his annoying sounds he makes all day .....I never want to be without any of them. I take every moment I can and make it count with him.......life is too precious.
Please stop and take a moment just to give hugs and say I love yous. We do a zillion times a day. I always go to bed knowing he has the comfort of us telling each other our "good part of the day" and our " bad part of the day".
Happy Friday,
Vins Mom
Please stop and take a moment just to give hugs and say I love yous. We do a zillion times a day. I always go to bed knowing he has the comfort of us telling each other our "good part of the day" and our " bad part of the day".
Happy Friday,
Vins Mom