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A.J

Faith Eggers — Tue, 27 Nov 2007 18:25:11 -0500

Thanks A.J -- I love having you guys.

Hang in there

Guest — Tue, 20 Nov 2007 19:03:36 -0500

Hang in there! I, and so many others here at First Wives World, are wishing only the best for you and your baby. You are not alone. -- A.J. Wylder

this will pass- you and your

Guest — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:49:30 -0500

this will pass- you and your son are in my prayers.

Thank You

Faith Eggers — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:19:42 -0500

Thanks so much for all of your well wishes and support...it really means so much to me.

xo,

Faith

Praying for you and your son!

Guest — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:16:46 -0500

Faith,

I have sat by my daughter's side in the hospital alone far too many times, even when my husband was around. At ten weeks old she developed pertussis after receiving her first DTP immunization and spent a grueling twenty-one days in isolation. I was there for every signal one of them. I lived at the hospital.

Ask for a more comfortable chair...they have recliners somewhere and if you have to haul it into the room yourself then do so!! They also have showers for parents and meal tickets for the cafeteria...ask to see the hospital social worker and ask about these items. They are available...use them!! And they usually have cots so parents can bunk in with their children. Get one.

You need to take care of yourself so you can take care of your baby!!!
My prayers go out to you both!!

Randie

So sorry Faith

Guest — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 18:54:06 -0500

Glad you decided to vent here...wish there was something I could do to help you . Just know this too shall pass...and it's ok to scream and feel so f***ing stupid. You're not stupid...you're human. We cant see into the future.
Really hope the baby is OK...

I'm sorry Faith. I went

Guest — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 17:09:12 -0500

I'm sorry Faith. I went through the same thing with my oldest when he was 13 months old. I called his father and left a message to let him know that his son was in the hospital. He never returned the call.

You will find the energy to get through this...I promise. It is hard and lonely and I know you must be so tired. You need to reach out to a friend or relative. Someone who can give you a break for a few hours. A short nap, a shower and some time away from the hospital is what you are going to need.

Take care of yourself so that you can take care of your little one.

Cathy Meyer

Alone In The Hospital

Faith Eggers — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 16:00:00 -0500

My baby is sick. He's been throwing up for days and today his doctor admitted him to the hospital with Rota virus, severe dehydration, and possible intestinal blockage.

The poor baby has been screaming in pain for hours and finally after getting IV fluids, a shot to stop the vomiting, and a good dose of Tylenol, he's managed to fall asleep for the first time in 48 hours.

As I write this, I am sitting in a very uncomfortable wooden rocking chair — the only chair in the room — looking at my son attached to an IV in a hospital crib.

I'm exhausted, and it's times like these when the reality of my situation really hits home for me. We are in this alone. I am a single mother in every sense of the word, and right now, that's a devastating fact to me. I guess I'm overtired because at the moment, everything is making me weepy.

I didn't plan this. I never wanted this. I never wanted to be this angry, overtired, overstressed, overbearing single mom. I never wanted to be this woman — never thought I could be this woman — but here I am.

I remember how naive I used to be, how naive I was when I met Levi. I remember thinking that from that point on, my life was going to be perfect. Thinking I had found my "prince charming", my soul mate, my other half. I remember how I thought that I would never feel alone again. I felt like I was complete.

I never saw this coming.

Sometimes I just want to scream. I want to kick myself for being so f***ing stupid. But I won't, because I've come to realize that feeling sorry for myself is just an exercise in futility that won't get me anywhere.
I know we'll get through this. I just hope it will get easier.