Day 103

I will admit I have been a in a lull this week with not getting to go home, Bridger getting sick and all the new developments. Yesterday I ran part of my frustration off. Today I got rid of the rest by watching some of the conference talks form last General Conference. It also helps that Bridger is feeling much better. It took until after 3pm yesterday before he was standing and starting to move more. By night fall he was as rambunctious as ever and full of energy from sitting all day.

Today our RV center had a little potluck get together around 2pm so I thought we would pop in and say hi. Bridger didn’t want to go but I knew some of our friends we have made here would want to see how he was doing so I told him he had to go. When he tried to stand up from playing on the floor he began to cry his back was hurting. I thought he was bluffing and just trying to get out of going anywhere so I was a mean mom and made him come. (For the record, had I know he was truly in a lot of pain I would not have made him go) I carried him over to the club house while he continued to complain. But instead of getting better it got worse when we got back to our trailer. He screamed hysterically, and he had alligator tears streaming down his face. After and hour and a half of this I called the BMT on call dr. and they told us to go to the ER because this was not normal. On the way there he seemed to calm down so I stopped the car and tried to get him to stand up (I knew they wouldn’t do anything but tell us we were over paranoid parents if he was standing and not in pain anymore) but he began to scream again and couldn’t stand. So I proceeded to the ER. He screamed for all the nurses but as soon as we go to the room and waited for the Dr. his muscle relaxed enough and he appeared to be perfectly fine. It was a record breaking ER visit of 50 minutes. I think we could be in the book of world records with that one. Anyway, all the Dr. said was basically bear threw the pain with Tylenol and if he has the pain for over 8 hours then we could be concerned. So we made it “home” and picked up some of the food from the potluck. Before we got out of the care Bridger said my feet still hurt. He turned as white as a ghost, his lips didn’t even have color. When I got him out of the car he tried to stand but fell to the ground and was in agony. I didn’t know what to do. There was nothing I could do but lay him on his side, keep Tylenol in him and pray. I did call the Elders Quorum president to give Bridger a blessing. Blake isn’t here this weekend because he is home sick with a cold. Before they came to give Bridger a blessing I asked him “Do you know what priesthood blessing is?” He didn’t say anything so I explained that some elders that live worthily and hold the priesthood would come and give him a blessing. I said he would have to have a faith so Heavenly Father could bless him. Bridger’s prompt response was “I already have Faith mom”. Some times I think he has more faith than me. Oh the lessons our children teach us. The blessing was given and we helped Bridger back in to bed. It has been another long day and even a longer post. And I didn’t even get to put my original thoughts down. In fact I have forgotten exactly what they were. It was something to due with burdens. And how I finally realized that every prophet in the scriptures has had trials placed upon them in some way. It is just a part of living, learning and growing, whether we like it or not. Hopefully I can be more like the sons of Mosiah and those who were with them. They knew they were going to have to be patient and have sufferings and afflictions while teaching the Laminates yet they took courage and went and taught them the word of god. (Alma Ch. 17) I think I will print out the words “TAKE COURAGE” in a bold font and post them up. Just reading them makes me feel like I can do anything.