Strength

If you can really measure your strength by what it takes to discourage you, then I need to prove that I’m stronger than these casts, and this day.

The casts slipped AGAIN! But this time we didn’t change them. We’re waiting for them to slip just a little more. Ugh.

The day didn’t go well for Mama. Funny story. Charley and I had a great baby-free time at Disneyland yesterday thanks to Chelsea and Adam. But I guess that wore me out since I slept through my alarm this morning. Then I ran around looking for pants… realizing that they were dirty or in a wet pile saved from the exploding, fiery dryer which our apartment manager refuses to replace after spotting a line in our contract saying he doesn’t have to replace ANYTHING…EVER! *grumble* (Read your contracts, kids!) So I left in pajama pants (yoga pants) and wet hair. Oh and I lost my phone. And my husband stole my bathroom while I was looking for it. And because the bathroom is the only light in our bedroom (since they never installed a light in there and the outlet that the lamp is plugged into doesn’t work anymore) I cut my arm stumbling around in the dark. Then I put on my shoes and somehow managed to rip out part of the sole. Then I got in the car and realized I was completely out of gas. When I got to the pump, I realized I had lost my credit card. (No kidding!) After fishing six crumpled dollars out of my car, the lady claimed that the pump number I gave her “didn’t exist.” (I think she was messing with me because she thought that would be smart to mess with the totally frantic girl with wet hair and pajama pants.) Then I got stuck behind a car accident. By this time I was 15 minutes late for work. Then I got an email from Charley telling me that we had OT/PT today at 3:15, but I didn’t get off work until 3:00. So I had to get off work early after arriving late (my poor boss), and pick up Lali who decided to do poopy time right then and there. Then I got lost on my way to Children’s Hospital because I was coming from a new direction, from a different freeway. We realized her casts had slipped AGAIN during PT. Then during OT I realized I had forgotten my camera and Laelia’s splints that were suppose to be adjusted. (Did I mention I’m still in my pjs?) Then Jill noticed Laelia was very loose (or as loose as you can be with arthrogryposis) and I explained that Lauren had just done her stretches. Then Jill praised me for having such great friends who did Lali’s stretches, at which time I realized in a panic that Chelsea was coming over to do stretches today and was probably there right that moment because I never called her! Then I realized I LOST MY PHONE AGAIN!!! How do I do this?! Someone reminded me I had been at Disneyland the day before and I thought I’d lost it there. I’m sad to say it took me some time to realize that I was an idiot who had just called Charley for directions to Children’s so it had to be somewhere. I found it an hour later at the bottom of Laelia’s bag that I had packed last second.

*pant pant*

In other news, today during OT Laelia successfully ate applesauce by using a spoon all by herself for the first time ever!!!

So in conclusion:

Best. Day. Ever.

:)

4 Responses to “Strength”

  1. 1
    Dan Bassett Says:

    Dang…rough day, but super happy for Laelia!

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    Joann S Says:

    Hi lexie,

    You make me cry and laugh at the same time! yes, I really think you have proved your strength by being able to stand after all that happened to you in one single day. It was like watching a sitcom on TV where you think “this couldn’t possibly happen to one person in one day!” This week’s sermon was on “perseverance” and you certainly persevered! By the way, I don’t think it is funny that your dryer doesn’t work or that your landlord doesn’t have to replace anything–that is so unfair!). I know it wasn’t funny to you when you couldn’t find your phone but what you said was funny. the best part was saved for the last–PTL! Laelia ate applesauce with her spoon all by herself for the time! then there was your own words of encouragement and what matters most: “Best. day. Ever.” makes me cry tears of joy!

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    Chelsea Says:

    Such a terrible day! Oh my…no worries about me, I figured something must have been going on because it’s not like you to just disappear.

    I say the gym and golden spoon are truly in order this evening :)_

    I’m excited to hear about the apple sauce. On Friday, I was helping her use the spoon to feed herself and I knew she was so close to doing it all on her own. She was so stoked on using the spoon to eat. Then, Sunday morning, we helped her feed herself yogurt and put a mirror in front of her so she could watch herself. She seemed to get stoked on that too. Hooray! Go Laelia :)

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    Aunt Debi Says:

    I LOVED your story about how everything went wrong with your day..and they Laelia ate aplesauce all by herself…making it the “best day ever”. God is so good to give something so awesome in the middle of so much frustration. She is beautiful and I hope to get to meet her someday soon. Love Aunt Debi

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