Of course just to remind us of how precarious our situation is, Kyle contracts the swine flu from school. Total separation between me and Carolena and the boys has been the rule in our house since Friday. Let me just express how awful it is to have to choose between my kiddos. I have one who feels miserable from the flu but I cannot even give him a hug without then having to totally decontaminate myself before handling Carolena again. This does not just mean washing my hands but, taking a shower, changing clothes and using like a gallon of hand sanitizer before even getting near her. Since I am nursing her I would have to do this every 2 hours of the day. So, not really feasible for me to be the one to take care of the sickies. Kyle has been okay with it but last night he wanted me to hug and kiss him. Horrible decision to make whether or not to take the risk. Of course I did give him a kiss on his head and helped with his medicine (which apparently tastes awful) before going to disinfect myself again.
So far Todd has not been sick but just as precaution he has been quarantined with Kyle. Fortunately we are able to shut off half our house for the boys to be in. PG was kind enough to let us use the scamp for the last two night which is where all the boys have been sleeping. Today the boys are back in the house but under very severe restrictions.
All of this just reminds me that we have a different life now. One that involves severe restrictions and having to choose between the kiddos. This is never want I ever wanted to happen but it is where we are. I cannot risk Carolena getting sick. Right now she has to take priority. I keep thinking that if all goes well and God answers all of prayers we will be a "normal" family again in a couple years. After Carolena has her heart surgeries and stomach surgery. After she is not so fragile health wise. After we settle in and move forward leaving all the hospital visits behind. I will know we are there when we finally get the okay to only see the cardiologist once or twice a year. I hope and pray we get there.
For now I am grateful that I am home with Carolena. That she does not have to be on oxygen. That she does not have a feeding tube. That she can not only eat on her own but nurse. Is it frustrating, absolutely. But I get to be a parent to Carolena right now which is far, far more than most moms with heart babies. I feel blessed that my worst complaints right now are that she is impatient with nursing and that we cannot just get up and go somewhere (due to the isolation).
God is listening. I know this.