Vacancy

Vacancy

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

"We lost the poop".
For many this may be the silliest or grossest thing you have heard, however let me share with you how devastating this was to our ears and why we heard these words.
Yesterday morning I received a call from our pediatrician informing me that our new son's lab work had come back with some significant concerns and we needed to be admitted that afternoon. The news hit hard, harder than I expected. Honestly, why I don't know but my ears and heart were prepared for multiple things, however it seems just not one I didn't know about. Syphilis from birth. What?!
Taken aback by this news and the urgency to get him to the hospital along with my lack of understanding of this diagnosis brought forth a raging river of uncontrollable tears.
Pulling myself together following calls to my family, I robotically packed a bag for my son and I and prepared to leave.
Upon arriving a feeling of unease consumed as far too many people knew his name, they were waiting for him and that brought no comfort. Admission was fast and friendly with tons of smiles. Then began the barrage of ologists and specialists and never heard before terminology. Plans were made, history was discussed, questions were asked, blood was drawn, ears were cleaned, potty was measured, and on and on. Whew it was like a friendly circus of new faces and friends. All of which Emmanuel loved, yes even the vampire. He found him quite funny actually.
And.... the most treasured gift Emmanuel can give the doctors had of course requested, the POOP! This gift my friends is given only every couple of days and takes a great deal of effort. Hence making this a treasure. Well, Emmanuel being the rock star that he is gifted the doctors along with the entire sixth floor with his odoriferous treasure last night. Then came the worst news; the wrong specimen container was used. We lost the poop!
So as we await our lumbar puncture and other tests that are stressful and no fun we are choosing to focus on Emmanuel's hidden treasure.
Please I beg you, dear friends, to join us in the poop prayer.

(Serious prayers coveted of course)



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