This post was written retrospectively... April 7 This morning we packed up the truck and drove into the hospital. We were told to be there at 10am. We find a parking spot, get James on his crutches, and make our way up to the 7th floor of the green elevators. Each room should have a patient bed, a built in desk, a desk chair, a large recliner guest chair, a fridge, and a built in parent bed. Room 777 was missing both chairs and the fridge. I asked if we could change rooms ( we could not) so I asked that everything missing be brought in for us - we were planning a long stay and we needed this furniture to be comfortable. Everything was (thankfully) brought in, and Jon started making trips to bring all our stuff up. James and I did a quick walk around the floor, and then the ortho techs came to set up traction. Traction was a foam boot, velcroed onto his right foot. At the bottom of the boot was a white rope, that went through a bar on the e...
This post was written retrospectively... April 6, 2025 Thursday we got the news that changed everything. After we left the hospital, we picked up Jude and then went to the boy's school for our scheduled Parent Teacher Interviews. It felt like we were walking through a fog.. I still couldn't process everything that had just happened. We told the boy's teachers about everything, briefly, and then went home. James is supposed to be taking it easy, with restrictions of no running, jumping, sports, gym, recess play, etc. On Friday, we decided he would go to school for the morning, see his classmates and say goodbye, but that I would pick him up before lunch, so he didn't have to sit out from playing at lunch and gym, which he had in the afternoon. When I got to the school to pick him up, he asked if he could stay an extra 10 minutes, as his class were making him cards. I agreed, and asked to speak to the Principal. I wan...