Oak Tree Musings

A bag of chips

I just tucked my two angels into bed.  There is nothing better than cuddling with them and recaping the days events as they sweetly yawn and will their tired eyes to stay open.  Abby told me of a story she wrote and the teacher picked hers to read aloud to the class, they gave her a round of applause, even the principal!  Luke was sad because he had earned a special treat of getting pop and a bag of chips but he had difficulty opening them and no one would help him.  He said he raised his hand, but none of the adults would come over to help him.  He ended up throwing them in the trash.  Abby said she saw him shortly afterwards and he had tears in his eyes but had not known why.  She said she played and joked with him to cheer him up.  (Thank you my sweet Abby!)  I could hear the hurt in Luke's voice as he told me the story, it broke my heart.  I will address this with the school tomorrow. 

I know he has to learn to fend for himself, but my mothering heart aches knowing he was so left out!  My husband says I baby him too much-how can I not?!?  I have held him in my arms countless times while he was completely blue from the prolonged seizures, begging God to let him breathe. Held pressure & ice on all his wounds from the violent seizures. Held him in my arms when he couldn't even hold up his head.  Talked, held and played with him during epileptic status when all he could do was drool, twitch and stare blankly ahead.  My sweet Luke has endured so much at such a young age.  

This month is epilepsy awareness month.  I will post more on that soon. In the meantime, please remember those affected with this terrible diease in prayer. 

Now-I need to go kiss my angels goodnight again... 

Blessings to you~ Laura

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07:18, Friday, November 21, 2008 .. Posted by Anonymous

I doubt he asked an adult to help. Once again people are putting a nasty face on public school. Heres tip if you go in an complain about the chips and soda, your going to be the laughing stock of the school. "Your" that mom.

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09:28, Friday, November 21, 2008 .. Posted by blondefarmgirl

Okay Anonymous, my son is not afraid to ask for help. When he says he raised his hand I BELIEVE WHAT HE TELLS ME!
If being a concerned parent makes me "that" person, I would rather be "that" person than someone who has to leave rude & petty comments under anonymous instead of being brave enough to use your name. I feel sorry for your family, it sounds like all you like to do is hide...no wonder you wouldn't have enough respect to stand up for your child.

Why do you waste your time on blogs that you clearly do not like and are only out to critize? I will pray for you...you obviously have a void that needs filled.
From the proud mommy of Luke & Abby!