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My birthday is next week, and I’m starting to think that
it’s not really a festive day. At least not since moving to Colorado.
One year as I was showering for my upcoming party, Justin
rushed into the bathroom after swallowing and choking on a metal ball. This
resulted in a 911 call and a trip to the ER—just before the party guests
arrived. Fortunately, his airway wasn’t blocked, he was ultimately okay, and
the party went on as planned.
Then on my birthday in both 2011 and 2012, Zane had to go to
the ER for his own medical issues, which were minor in the end.
I used to love birthdays: a day being all about me
(something that is very infrequent in the life of a mother). Plus there are
usually presents…and cake! The clowns can stay at the door. We’re not big fans
of clowns around here, and J is actually afraid of them (no offense to any clowns who happen to read this). So anymore, I just want the day to be over without incident.
I’m sending out positive energy for an uneventful day
next week. Mostly, the boys and I will spend the evening at the baseball field
anyway. Let’s just hope there are zero injuries that night, no 911 calls, and
absolutely no trips to the ER!
Happy Birthday- I'm sending wishing for a happy, safe, and wonderful day! (and hopefully uneventful in terms of ER trips...) Thinking of you- always :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness--what a scary thing to happen on your birthday! We used to think we were cursed each time we planned a trip to Victoria BC--two times we planned it, something bad happened. First Mike's dad died very suddenly, and second Christopher was born very prematurely. We finally broke the bad luck pattern.
ReplyDeleteHere's hoping for a completely uneventful celebration!