Tuesday, 27 June 2017

It's The Little Things

It's the little things. 

Less than 24 hours ago we arrived at the ER concerned as to why our oldest son had started throwing up out of nowhere. He had been fighting a virus all week and had his share of the sun. We were pretty certain he was at the tail end of his virus, but when he suddenly woke up vomiting last night my mama bear instincts kicked in and I rushed him to the ER. 

As we arrived at the hospital, my 3 year was in good spirits. He was excited to be out in the middle of the night and always enjoys time when it is just the two of us. As we parked ourselves down in a seat in the waiting room I was completely unprepared, when he was sick again.

We sat in the waiting room waiting to get into Triage. Our little guy was so tired but still managed to stay fairly happy. He was throwing up every 20 mins. We were taken into Triage where they started him on oral rehydration right away. Basically drinking Pediasure every 5 mins. We continued to wait.

Finally, we got in to see the doctor at 3am, where they took him for chest x-rays and started him on some antibiotics for potential pneumonia. We left the hospital at 6am and came home to a warm bed and a dad and husband who was willing to take some time off to let us both sleep in. All was well. Our bright eyed boy woke up feeling nearly a 100% today and we couldn't be more grateful. 

The night was hard but two things happened last night that I could not have been more thankful for. We think our small things have little impact at times, but you never know what someone is going through. I was scared, overwhelmed, exhausted and could not juggle a million things I felt I was managing. When we first sat down and my boy was sick without any questions asked two ladies beside us were so supportive (and continued to sit beside us). They grabbed tissues, grabbed a bucket and offered to help. I was so thankful. I wanted to cry. I was embarrassed, scared and overwhelmed and their ability to offer help made everything better. 

After we arrived in Triage, they wanted to get him hydrated. We decided to get some juice. He was struggling to enjoy water, so at this point whatever it took to get him drinking liquids. As I walked over to the vending machine and picked a drink I realized I didn't have any change (but did have a credit card) before I realized I could use a credit card this young guy beside the machine jumped up offering to buy the drink for me. At the same time, my diaper bag fell off the table and everything went everywhere. I was holding my toddler and if you have a toddler you know how it is trying to pick up anything with a 30-pound kid in your arms who doesn't want to be put down. The same guy walked right over, picked up my bag and everything on the floor and zipped it up for me. My heart exploded with gratitude, I literally could have hugged him.

Trust me, I have my days I think some people are unbelievable, mean and I lose a bit of hope in humanity. But tonight, my heart was so warmed by these kind people. The people who did little things to help us but made such a big impact. We never know what our small gestures can do, and how much they can mean to people. "Do small things with great love" - Mother Teresa. Thank you to whoever you are.

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