Just when you think.....

"Just when you think you have it bad" So, I have been a little on the poor pitiful me side lately. All the sickness, the being locked in the house with cooties, and of course the WORRY about my baby fighting this, can get to me some days!

Well, today we had yet another trip to my buddy Doc. and this is where I received my GET OVER IT YOU GOT NOTHING TO DEAL WITH MOMENT!! It was just me & the 2 boys & we walk in & there is a wheel chair sitting next to a typical "Pahrumpian" woman, I then look over in the sick room & see a little boy who I think is maybe 6 or 7 trying to make his way to some toys on the other side of the room. My heart broke in 2. This little boy had no movement from his knees down, I think. So he was using his arms to pull himself on the floor. His poor little fingers where all crimped & bent, & he couldn't move his legs, he was the cutest little boy, when we got in the room he started chatting with Braiden. They were playing & laughing & he asked how old Braiden was, I said he just turned 2, & the little boy said he was 11, WOW he was no bigger than Alexee, yes she may be a brute for a girl but how sad for this little boy, he was so small. He just kept smiling @ the baby & playing with Braiden, then Braiden ran over to a chair & just hopped up on it like you think any little boy can. Not this little boy, it took all he had to get in the chair next to Braiden, when he was finally 1/2 in it, he looked over at me & said it felt like he was going to fall off, which he was about to fall off. So it was one of those awkward moments, because you are waiting for "Pahrump Mom" to help her little boy, but then you realize she isn't going to get off her BUTT, so you can't sit & watch anymore. So I go over & slide another chair under him so he doesn't fall to the ground. Then he looks over at my perfectly healthy 2 year old & says, "I'm going to eat good so one day I can be as strong as him". Fighting back tears I look at this little boy who gave everything he had to sit in a chair by himself, then I look at my kids & it hits me, "just when you think". Here I am whining about RSV and this ladies little boy will never run, or even walk, but he was so brave & happy! I could have slapped his mother, but I guess we all handle things different. I did however want to pick him up & bring him home, after I slapped her. The moral of the story here is I need to remember to NEVER take our health for granted!! I am so lucky to be blessed with 3 perfect children! Just when you think you have it bad, remember there is always somebody who has it WAY worse!