The Hospital World

I never thought in a million years that i would learn how to live in such a small hospital room for so long. Back in July 2008 Landon got admitted for the long haul. This bench that i am currently sitting on typing this, is the bench i have come to call my bed. If i am lucky and Landon's body cooperated we will get back home today . The reason for this mornings post though is i receive probably 30 emails a day , and in some of those i have received one recurring question over the last 8 months that i have simply avoided answering because i just didn't want to really think about it. That question is "what is Landon's long term prognosis" While i don't have the answer to that, i find myself asking that question from time to time to myself. For the first time a few days ago, i actually thought we have a chance at a long life with him. Then we got admitted for what we "thought" was just a blood transfusion , that ended up being a stress reaction on the body to feeding his intestines. At that moment yesterday i realized things weren't going as well as my "fairytale" idealism thought. It completely stressed his body out to a point that it was making him sick. His body is just stressed over something that should be so simple. That scares me. But, through this journey that Landon has put our family on, i still tell you that no matter what happens to Landon , and when it happens, we are so thankful to have gotten the last 4 years with him. He has taught our family the true meaning of Love, commitment, hope, faith. Landon has personally made my faith alot stronger, and made mre realize that just because we cannot go to church to celebrate "The King" and honor the "The King" that i can still do both of those things from this hospital room, or from my own living room. So, back to my question... i don't know what his prognosis is, but we don't focus on that, we focus on today. And today he is alive, breathing, playing, happy. That is what matters today.