It has been a long, crappy week since my last post… except for yesterday. Before yesterday, we dragged our feet and worried and fretted over the horrible timing of an unknown illness Emil came down with- after a trip to the doctor’s office on Thursday which turned up nothing out of the ordinary, he ended up in the ER the following night. Hours of screaming, throwing himself on the floor and into the walls, spiking fevers followed by cold clamminess, writhing in pain and unable to tell us what hurt, Emil was inconsolable; Andrew threw in the towel and drove him to the hospital at 3am. Again, nothing. An enema and another sleepless night later, Emil seems slightly better- Andrew is like the walking dead but hanging in there- whatever there is.
Before yesterday, it was all doom and gloom. I was helpless to do much of anything- I still cannot lift my own two-year-old, which exacerbates the problem when all he wants is to be held. Before yesterday, we couldn’t even laugh about our recent crap luck anymore. All we could do was look into each others’ eyes with blank, disbelieving expressions. And then, slowly, like the warmth spreading across the land, we’re coming out of it.
And if I may quote Andrew’s thoughts on possible blog posts to describe the past two weeks:
“Kick me when I’m down”
“A hole in the tummy and screams in the air”
“I hate March. When will March end?”
“When it rains, it shits on you.”
Yesterday, we walked to breakfast for the first time in 3 weeks. I am slow, but getting out makes me feel immensely better, though exhausted. Yesterday, I planted flowers instead of lying in bed, took the boys to the playground instead of taking a nap, forgot to take Tylenol and was alright. Sore, but not doubled-over. I probably overdid it, but all the fresh air was an elixir. Andrew continues to change my dressing, and my surgical wound slowly grows smaller. He made an amazing lasagna and music filled our house all day. 
Emil’s attachment to Andrew is so sweet and strong- but it makes for a difficult time when he travels out of town. I am so grateful that my mom is coming into town today to help over the next few days while Andrew is out of town again (last week his mom was here again, thank goodness!). Besides, I’ve been missing her terribly during this whole ordeal. Sometimes you just need your mama, you know?
One thing that made this weekend awesome? Julie sent a lovely care package, complete with all kinds of seeds, hand-made washcloths, a thingamaknitter, beautiful feathers for the boys to match, a branch of forsythia all the way from Maine, and her loving words. My eyes welled up with tears when I opened it; it’s the unexpected, sweet and from-the-heart things that get me, the gestures people make to show that they are thinking of us and care. It is just so overwhelming the love I feel. 
Happy spring to you, and may I so humbly send the love back out there.
Holy shit! The good news is you all look amazing and apparently Milo can fly. Wishing you health and will be over to see you today or tomorrow!
Oof. Yeah, March has been a real jerk — to you in particular, it seems. Hope the worst is behind you and there are sunnier days on the horizon!
Crappy luck this month, let’s hope it doesn’t linger over onto April Fool’s Day tomorrow.
Of course there was a sick child and an ER visit. That’s the way it always seems to go, I think. We had a stretch there where every time we’d take the rare day off to get some project done or go on a trip, someone would get sick. Always.
I do have to laugh at your paragraph about your husband changing your dressing, and then making a fab lasagna. The visuals in my brain couldn’t shape shift fast enough. I laughed a sort of disgusting / funny laugh, but only in good fun. 😉
This is the best weekend shenanigans EVAH! Because you’re feeling better. <3
Whew! So so happy to read this post! It is scary and sad not to see you skipping on the sidewalks of the neighborhood. You never know what you are counting on until it is gone. Please take all the rest-time you need and like, but also please know we are all so happy when we see you smiling on the sidewalk! ♥️
Thanks, Sam! I’ll be skipping along in no time!
You guys really have been dealt an unfair load this month… and definitely puts our two week stomach bug into perspective. What’s amazing though is how you do manage and juggle and pull through it all as a family, and it still looks like fun over there (though I’m sure there are many less fun moments undocumented).
Good news? March is so over. Good riddance!
And I love that package from Julie, what a sweetie. I actually saw her putting it together on instagram and I’m delighted to see you were the well deserving recipient (if you ever do venture into the world of smartphones, we sorely miss you on instagram! yet another time thief but so addictive).
Rest up, let your mama take care of you, and cheers to much easier days ahead.
Ugh! Glad you guys are managing to keep your senses of humor through all of this! I wish we lived closer – I’d come there with the kids to help you while Andrew was here.
Man, f*ck March.
Glad the package lifted your spirits! I purchased that yarn for an entirely different project but it never felt right so I pulled it out. And then I tried to make it into something else and it didn’t feel right again so I pulled it out again. Then you weren’t well and it seemed perfect for cloths. I think it was just waiting for you. 🙂
I second Lilly on the instagram thing. I’ve thought so much about how I would love for you to join so that we could stay in touch more on the day to day. It can suck you in but it’s manageable and worth it! Thiiiink about iiiiiiit!
Dang, girl!!! I wanted to pop in and see what you and Knight fam have been up to and I find out about your crazy gangrened burst appendix!! GAHHH!!!!
Well, I’m glad you’re home and feeling a bit better – may this first day of April bestow love and tenderness on you. And no more shitstorms. Amen.
xo
C.
I’m so glad you have family support while going through tough times. Absolutely nothing replaces it! I hope you have a speedy recovery to full health.