The time has come and the date has finally been set. Liam, my 4 year old son, is going into the hospital to be fitted for a gastric-tube for feeding purposes on September 10th. This next year is not going to be fun, but hopefully, he’ll be able to put on some weight and start to develop better.
Your good thoughts for the little guy are very much appreciated.
Wasn’t aware of your little tyke’s problem, Euty. Hope everything goes more than well and that this procedure will enable him to lead a more normal life. Just for palindromic purposes, I’d like to say ‘Liam, you’ve got mail!’ and send him an e-mail, but, being four years old, the exercise would probably be a bit futile:D. I’m sure you’ll convey to him in your own words that he’s in our thoughts and that we wish him the best.
Best wishes to Liam, and also to you, Euty. It’ll be a rough year, but you guys will get through it together.
{{Euty and Liam}}
In the immortal words of my dear sweet mom, “Life is like an onion: sometimes when you peel back the layers, you weep.” I sincerely hope this dark period leads to much light and much future happiness.
Good luck, Euty with your wee one. Let us know if you can use anything. I’m sure my minidopers would be more than willing to provide some avantgarde 5 or 3 year old artwork.
All my fingers and toes are crossed for you - it’s a scientific fact that crossed digits make good vibes stronger and gooder. Bestest of the best to your and yours!!!
Once upon a time there was a brave knight. He was Sir Liam. Sir Liam, while his heart was true, got screwed by the Fates. Actually the Fates were unalloyed bastards when the dealt Sir Liam his cards. Fine Sir Liam had to endure many more adventures, face many more hardships and bare much more pain than one so young ever needs to.
The Fates, in their contrary way, gave Good Sir Liam a family to love him. The love protected Sir Liam when he was afraid, and comforted him when he hurt. The Bright Sir Liam knew he could always find solace in his father’s arms.
This is all I got. This and good thoughts. It’s not enough, but it’s something.