Our son Rowan left this world December 15th, 2016 at the age of ten years old. In those 10 years, he spent a third of his life in the hospital including his last 6 months, as he went through 2 bone marrow transplants in a row. He taught us so many lessons through his life long battle though. He was tough as nails, with a heart of gold, and the faith of 100 men combined. Not a day went by that he didn't say "I love my life!" And he truly meant it.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
"You shouldn't always have to do everything for me Mommy, so look, I hooked myself up for you tonight!"
This one will be short and sweet. I told Rowan it was time for bed and 10 minutes later after I went up to the bedroom this is what I found...
I asked him what he was doing and he said "You shouldn't always have to do everything for me Mommy, so look, I hooked myself up for you tonight!"
He had turned on his oxygen concentrator, put on his nasal canula oxygen, turned on his pulse-oximeter, put the pulse-ox probe on his toe, connected his g-tube extension and feeding pump and turned on his enteral feeds. All I had left was flushing his central line and hooking up his iv tpn (the only thing he CAN'T and SHOULDN'T try to do himself:-). I was blown away. Such a big helper and such a considerate kid. Thanks Rowan!
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