Good Sunday morning. I am so glad that you are visiting here today. If you have been reading my blog for any length of time, you will remember the Jennifer’s Journal post from last weekend. If you didn’t see it, you can read about it here.
As you can see, my son was seriously injured two weeks ago after a really freak accident while he was at school. He fractured a vertebrae and needed spinal surgery for his burst fracture. This has not been an easy two weeks for our family, let me tell you that up front. The gambit of emotions we have gone through, I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.
But I am happy to report that he had a successful surgery and is home recovering. The Friday after his surgery was the WORST day for him. He was in so much pain and so uncomfortable, it was breaking this Momma’s heart. But after a few adjustments in his pain medications, the weekend got a little better and he was able to come home last Monday afternoon.
It has been a learning experience for his Dad and I. Not with his incision, that is the easy part. What has been the hardest is the TSLO brace he needs to wear for the next(hopefully)next three months. It has been trial and error for us to get it on correctly, but it is getting easier everyday.
The hardest part for me was yesterday. Saturday was the day we were supposed to take him back to school so he could resume his college career. I ran the gambit of emotions yesterday, from sadness to bargaining to anger. I dealt with the anger by taking it out on the weeds.
But the major thing is, he is alive, he wasn’t paralyzed, and he should be able to return to school in January. He may need to make a few minor adjustments: use a rolling backpack and laundry basket, use the elevator more often, and most of all, no more pencil dives from Olympic height platforms.
But do you want to know what the biggest source of comfort for me(beside my husband and my IL’s)has been? From people I have never met in my entire life. Yes, you read that correctly. I am part of the Penn State Parents group on Facebook. When our son decided to commit to Penn State, I wanted to know as much information as possible.
When this accident happened, I confided in the group. The outpouring of love and support from them has been truly indescribable. They took it upon themselves to offer help, both with packing up his dorm room and back here at home. But the most amazing thing and the most appreciated was the cards they sent to my son. The smile he gets each time he receives one in the mail has been great medicine for this Momma. And for him as well.
When they say that you become part of the Penn State family, they truly mean family. I know that someday I will be able to pay it forward to another parent in the group. And that will be one of the best day’s since two weeks ago.
But the other hard part right now deals with our younger son. We know it is difficult on him that all our attention has been focused on his big brother: from the college process, to redoing his room, to spending 8 days in the hospital for 12+ hours each day. I know he is hurt and confused, and feels a little bit left behind And I have no clue how to help him. I miss the days when they got along.
So that is what has been going on in my life this week. We are adjusting to a new normal. However, it is a small speed bump in the road of life. We will get through it, and continue on our way. And once again, my son will be able to fulfill his potential. After all, God has great plans for him.