During her previous 13 day stay I was desperate to do something to help the family and on several occasions imparted this to my aunt (via my mom) who said not to worry and stay home, come when she is home and settled. She did come home and it appeared that she was on the uphill climb towards health but she suffered a major setback the other night and had to be taken into Emergency. Learning of this yesterday morning I felt compelled to do something. Now I am not a doctor and I can't make her well...though in my opinion the doctors are not doing a very good job of that themselves, but I can ohhh and ahhh over a new baby and hold him and feed him and love him and give him my undivided attention while his gramma, my aunt (who has been his primary care giver since he was a week old) took some much needed time sans baby to be at the hospital with her daughter. So this is exactly what we did, my mom and I.
|a beautiful baby boy|
What my mom and I did was a tiny tiny thing but we hope that it helped if only for one afternoon ease a little bit of the burden. When we can we will do it again, though we hope that it will not be necessary (as in we hope she will be better very soon)
We hope and pray for health to return to this family and that in time they can heal the emotional scars that will have come along with such trauma.