Re: Christmas in the Hospital with Sick Kids

[Guest guest]

I'm so glad the crisis has passed and both your boys are getting better now; how

scary and stressful for all of you, but it sounds like its clear sailing now,

thank goodness. It really does make a difference, doesn't it, to know that

there are other people out there who understand exactly what having

dysfunctional, mentally ill parents (and other foo members) means and can share

support and empathy with you. Best wishes to you, your husband and your boys

and your pets, and may the New Year bring more healing, more health, more

safety, more prosperity, and more peace for all of us.

-Annie

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

I'm so glad the crisis has passed and both your boys are getting better now; how

scary and stressful for all of you, but it sounds like its clear sailing now,

thank goodness. It really does make a difference, doesn't it, to know that

there are other people out there who understand exactly what having

dysfunctional, mentally ill parents (and other foo members) means and can share

support and empathy with you. Best wishes to you, your husband and your boys

and your pets, and may the New Year bring more healing, more health, more

safety, more prosperity, and more peace for all of us.

-Annie

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

I'm so glad the crisis has passed and both your boys are getting better now; how

scary and stressful for all of you, but it sounds like its clear sailing now,

thank goodness. It really does make a difference, doesn't it, to know that

there are other people out there who understand exactly what having

dysfunctional, mentally ill parents (and other foo members) means and can share

support and empathy with you. Best wishes to you, your husband and your boys

and your pets, and may the New Year bring more healing, more health, more

safety, more prosperity, and more peace for all of us.

-Annie

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

Hugs, glad they are on the mend. They will remember it as the Christmas

their mom and dad helped them get better, I'm sure. XOXO

On Mon, Dec 27, 2010 at 1:41 AM, anuria67854 wrote:

>

>

> I'm so glad the crisis has passed and both your boys are getting better

> now; how scary and stressful for all of you, but it sounds like its clear

> sailing now, thank goodness. It really does make a difference, doesn't it,

> to know that there are other people out there who understand exactly what

> having dysfunctional, mentally ill parents (and other foo members) means and

> can share support and empathy with you. Best wishes to you, your husband and

> your boys and your pets, and may the New Year bring more healing, more

> health, more safety, more prosperity, and more peace for all of us.

>

> -Annie

>

>

>

> >

> > Hello All,

> >

> > My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be

> rushed to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then

> my older boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had

> to sit through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night

> in that little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was

> critical. Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit

> on our way home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic

> (it was closer than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane

> road when I realized my boy couldn't breathe.

> >

> > After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

> room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

> going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is

> an overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is

> home with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband

> and I have been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays.

> Before that, I had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's

> against policy. The nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family

> could help. I said they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

> >

> > I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing

> just in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding

> this BPD monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics

> when my children need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with

> them. Your experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy,

> realizing that this could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically

> damaging (if he felt ignored when he was so very sick as well).

> >

> > So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My

> husband brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It

> was so sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he

> would rather give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I

> told him that Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a

> family. So Christmas would be wherever we all could be together.

> >

> > I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

> nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid

> FOO. But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight

> to have my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me

> know that I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand

> me and actually have the capacity to care.

> >

> > Sincere Thanks,

> > Merry Christmas,

> > and Peace and Healing to You All,

> >

> > +Coal Miner's Daughter

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Hugs, glad they are on the mend. They will remember it as the Christmas

their mom and dad helped them get better, I'm sure. XOXO

On Mon, Dec 27, 2010 at 1:41 AM, anuria67854 wrote:

>

>

> I'm so glad the crisis has passed and both your boys are getting better

> now; how scary and stressful for all of you, but it sounds like its clear

> sailing now, thank goodness. It really does make a difference, doesn't it,

> to know that there are other people out there who understand exactly what

> having dysfunctional, mentally ill parents (and other foo members) means and

> can share support and empathy with you. Best wishes to you, your husband and

> your boys and your pets, and may the New Year bring more healing, more

> health, more safety, more prosperity, and more peace for all of us.

>

> -Annie

>

>

>

> >

> > Hello All,

> >

> > My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be

> rushed to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then

> my older boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had

> to sit through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night

> in that little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was

> critical. Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit

> on our way home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic

> (it was closer than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane

> road when I realized my boy couldn't breathe.

> >

> > After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

> room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

> going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is

> an overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is

> home with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband

> and I have been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays.

> Before that, I had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's

> against policy. The nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family

> could help. I said they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

> >

> > I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing

> just in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding

> this BPD monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics

> when my children need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with

> them. Your experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy,

> realizing that this could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically

> damaging (if he felt ignored when he was so very sick as well).

> >

> > So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My

> husband brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It

> was so sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he

> would rather give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I

> told him that Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a

> family. So Christmas would be wherever we all could be together.

> >

> > I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

> nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid

> FOO. But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight

> to have my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me

> know that I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand

> me and actually have the capacity to care.

> >

> > Sincere Thanks,

> > Merry Christmas,

> > and Peace and Healing to You All,

> >

> > +Coal Miner's Daughter

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Hugs, glad they are on the mend. They will remember it as the Christmas

their mom and dad helped them get better, I'm sure. XOXO

On Mon, Dec 27, 2010 at 1:41 AM, anuria67854 wrote:

>

>

> I'm so glad the crisis has passed and both your boys are getting better

> now; how scary and stressful for all of you, but it sounds like its clear

> sailing now, thank goodness. It really does make a difference, doesn't it,

> to know that there are other people out there who understand exactly what

> having dysfunctional, mentally ill parents (and other foo members) means and

> can share support and empathy with you. Best wishes to you, your husband and

> your boys and your pets, and may the New Year bring more healing, more

> health, more safety, more prosperity, and more peace for all of us.

>

> -Annie

>

>

>

> >

> > Hello All,

> >

> > My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be

> rushed to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then

> my older boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had

> to sit through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night

> in that little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was

> critical. Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit

> on our way home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic

> (it was closer than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane

> road when I realized my boy couldn't breathe.

> >

> > After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

> room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

> going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is

> an overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is

> home with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband

> and I have been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays.

> Before that, I had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's

> against policy. The nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family

> could help. I said they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

> >

> > I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing

> just in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding

> this BPD monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics

> when my children need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with

> them. Your experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy,

> realizing that this could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically

> damaging (if he felt ignored when he was so very sick as well).

> >

> > So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My

> husband brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It

> was so sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he

> would rather give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I

> told him that Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a

> family. So Christmas would be wherever we all could be together.

> >

> > I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

> nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid

> FOO. But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight

> to have my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me

> know that I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand

> me and actually have the capacity to care.

> >

> > Sincere Thanks,

> > Merry Christmas,

> > and Peace and Healing to You All,

> >

> > +Coal Miner's Daughter

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

(((Coal Miner's Daughter)))) I recall you mentioning that your kids were sick

but I had no idea it was so serious.I hope you and Sam get to go home today or

very soon.Your son is so darling to say he'd give back all his toys if Sam

could come home for Christmas,what a special little boy you've raised.And what a

Christmas--you're going to be telling your grandchildren about this one...

I'm sending you a ((((BIG HUG))))) and all my best wishes to you,Sam,

and your husband...

Take care and blessings to each of you,

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

(((Coal Miner's Daughter)))) I recall you mentioning that your kids were sick

but I had no idea it was so serious.I hope you and Sam get to go home today or

very soon.Your son is so darling to say he'd give back all his toys if Sam

could come home for Christmas,what a special little boy you've raised.And what a

Christmas--you're going to be telling your grandchildren about this one...

I'm sending you a ((((BIG HUG))))) and all my best wishes to you,Sam,

and your husband...

Take care and blessings to each of you,

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

(((Coal Miner's Daughter)))) I recall you mentioning that your kids were sick

but I had no idea it was so serious.I hope you and Sam get to go home today or

very soon.Your son is so darling to say he'd give back all his toys if Sam

could come home for Christmas,what a special little boy you've raised.And what a

Christmas--you're going to be telling your grandchildren about this one...

I'm sending you a ((((BIG HUG))))) and all my best wishes to you,Sam,

and your husband...

Take care and blessings to each of you,

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

Coal minersdottter I'm sorry for my late response. Sometimes it is hard for me

to follow the group.

Warm hugs from me to. I'm glad for you and the boys that now sitation is

better. It is scary when your kid can not breathe and very hard if you don't

have anybody except your husband to be with you . You are such a good and

wonderful mother to manage to made a nice Christmas even in hospital so the boys

can learn that even at hard times life could provide them with deep love,

closeness and security. You gave them bigger and more meaningful present than

the " usual " Christmas gifts and eve would be.

Love

Yenaine

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

Coal minersdottter I'm sorry for my late response. Sometimes it is hard for me

to follow the group.

Warm hugs from me to. I'm glad for you and the boys that now sitation is

better. It is scary when your kid can not breathe and very hard if you don't

have anybody except your husband to be with you . You are such a good and

wonderful mother to manage to made a nice Christmas even in hospital so the boys

can learn that even at hard times life could provide them with deep love,

closeness and security. You gave them bigger and more meaningful present than

the " usual " Christmas gifts and eve would be.

Love

Yenaine

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>

[Guest guest]

Dear Annie, Girlscout, and Yenaine,

Thank you for your sincere and caring notes. Yenaine, please don't let this

group become an obligation for you. Your post meant so much to me, and whenever

you can read or write is fine. That's what we are all about, right? Caring and

sharing without fear, obligation and guilt!

We are home today cleaning and working and doing normal things. The boys seem

so much better, almost normal. It is amazing to have them home and well.

Fada is on his way: countdown to arrival one hour. I spoke before the trip and

instituted strong boundaries. It was effective and well-done, in my own

opinion. :-) We shall see...

I will check in to let you know how it goes. I have a strong commitment to

myself that I will not be badgered or cornered in discussions. I am willing to

stop this visit at any point and have built in stopping points and a limited

timeline.

Blessings and Thanks from the bottom of my heart.

+Coal Miner's Daughter

[Guest guest]

Coal Miner's Daughter,

You are an inspiration to me. Thanks for reaching out--it feels better when we

all stay connected through these hard times, doesn't it?

I'm here for you in spirit and cyber-hugs. I've also got two boys, and both

have asthma. From one mama to the next, God bless you!!!

If I may, take a moment to celebrate yourself. Good mothering was never modeled

to you. And yet, you are the quintessential good mom. You care for them, you

give everything and anything for their wellbeing, you are aware of their

emotional health EVEN as you've got a kid in critical care . . . you are

amazing.

YOU did that. No one else did that for you. You chose to be this kind of mom,

and you nurtured a family that is so loving and kind . . . a little boy would

give his presents away just to have his brother home. Wow. I have to say I

cried at that story.

So . . . my philosophy is that free advice is usually worth what you pay for it,

so please feel free to disregard this if it isn't relevant. But, once this is

over, please block out some time to nurture yourself, give yourself a safe space

to release all of those emotions, and let yourself recover.

I think these situations are particularly tough for KOs. When my kids are

really sick, it triggers so many things I can't count them all! The drama, the

fear, the isolation from those who should be there for you, the bittersweet

acknowledgment of how bad your mother treated you . . . even the celebration is

tough, somehow. So do what you have to regroup and recharge and re-connect.

I applaud you!! You did a great job through all of this, and I'm glad you're a

part of this group!!

Blessings,

Karla

>

> Hello All,

>

> My children have RSV and pneumonia. The youngest (almost 2) had to be rushed

to ER, low oxygen, etc. It has been a parent's worst nightmare. Then my older

boy (8 yrs) developed atypical pneumonia. The poor little guy had to sit

through the ER thing with us coughing and trying to sleep all night in that

little ER chair. I couldn't even help him because the youngest was critical.

Eventually (the oldest) had a terrible asthmatic coughing fit on our way

home one evening and had to be rushed to the after hours clinic (it was closer

than the ER at that point). I u-turned it on the four-lane road when I realized

my boy couldn't breathe.

>

> After many treatments and medicines, they are both improving. I am in the

room with my little Sam, watching him sleep. Oxygen is at 94%, so we may be

going home tomorrow! I finally found out we have wi-fi in the rooms. It is an

overwhelming feeling of peace to hear him breathing well, knowing is home

with my husband getting rest and plenty of attention too. My husband and I have

been trading off shifts since he got off work for the holidays. Before that, I

had to keep them both in the hospital, even though it's against policy. The

nurses let it slide when I told them no one in my family could help. I said

they couldn't come, but really they just wouldn't.

>

> I would like to thank you all for enlightening me on this whole BPD thing just

in time to make a big difference for our little family. Understanding this BPD

monster has helped me not to get dragged down by those dynamics when my children

need me so badly to be helpful and completely present with them. Your

experiences also helped me to be sensitive to the older boy, realizing that this

could be a very bad memory for him and psychologically damaging (if he felt

ignored when he was so very sick as well).

>

> So we spent Christmas day in the hospital (have been here 8 days). My husband

brought the video camera up and the boys opened gifts from Santa. It was so

sweet it brought tears to our eyes. (the 8 year-old) said he would rather

give back all his toys if Sam could come home for Christmas. I told him that

Christmas is about the Savior's birth and our love as a family. So Christmas

would be wherever we all could be together.

>

> I wanted to talk to you all more than anyone else during this time. The

nurses and doctors have been so kind, and I have managed to mostly avoid FOO.

But I just kept wanting to connect with you. So I am thankful tonight to have

my little netbook in this dark room. Reading your posts here lets me know that

I am not alone. I will never be alone again because you understand me and

actually have the capacity to care.

>

> Sincere Thanks,

> Merry Christmas,

> and Peace and Healing to You All,

>

> +Coal Miner's Daughter

>