Wow. That's about all I can say... WOW! It's been one heck of a roller coaster ride here at the Oatman RV. What we thought was strep for the girls turned out to be Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease. Let me just start by saying that I would never wish that on our worst enemy. Nope, not in the least. It was miserable. While one was up crying over her itching feet, the other was up crying about the open sores in her mouth. They both had high temps, they were both throwing up and it went on for days it seemed. Then to top that off, I had to leave with Montana and head to St. Jude. It's not easy leaving kiddos who are feeling poorly behind. Eventually, while we were away, the girls began to get better and Chris did an amazing job of taking care of them. So thankful for a husband who knows how to take care of sick kids. I mean, we did do this for years on end. Maybe not in that way, but in ways none the less.
Montana goes to St. Jude every year until he is 18. They do extensive research to help find cures and to help battle illnesses. We said from day one that we would do whatever it took to help gain more research for the hospital. This means that all of Montana's records and experiences while being there are used daily in any way they see fit. We are more than fine with that. Believe it or not, we have heard of families who have turn that down and have then had to leave to find a different hospital. Um, hello!! They are going to do their best to save your child and help find cures on top of that. People are odd at times.
It's sad, the hospital is super busy lately. More and more kids are being diagnosed with cancer. We actually had to stay at the hotel across the way due to the amount of new patients and patients in general that are there now. It's all just heartbreaking I tell ya. On this trip, we graduated by moving into the after care clinic. Our new doctors are amazing, super friendly and very knowledgeable. Montana had to do a 3 hour psych test as well as other blood tests and heart tests. Everything went smoothly and we will just have to wait for the results of some of those over the next few weeks.
This trip was a tad different in seeing how Montana is aging emotionally and mentally. He actually teared up a few times seeing sick kids and knowing that some of his own friends have passed away. This hospital means the world to him and even now he speaks about how he misses St. Jude. I think it will always be a part of who he is and going back there will always feel like home. Heck, it was home for almost three years. Chris and I are super proud of the little guy he is becoming. They did save his life and we are forever grateful.
We need awareness. We need a cure.