On April 6 Mikey turned 10. Happy day, my baby is 10! We went to Sonic after school for a treat and then came home to get ready for soccer and ice his cake.
Then the call came. My Papa had a triple bypass that morning. His young 84 year old self needed a triple bypass just 2 years after having a heart attack and getting a shunt. During an annual check up with his cardiologist he learned the shunt had moved and needed to be placed back in the correct location. However, I suppose the doc suspected something else and they ran a dye test and discovered 2 more blocked arteries. The doc immediately scheduled the bypass and the first available date was Mikey's 10th birthday.
I couldn't ruin Mikey's day by scaring him with the news, so I ran to the bathroom to freshen up the face and then we headed off to soccer. I kept the news to myself....well, after sharing with M. At that moment I knew why my Grandma had asked my mom not to tell me until after his surgery was finished. She was protecting me just as I'd done my son. I admire that woman so much and love her even more.
He spent his days in ICU and after a few days was told he'd contracted TB. Not good considering his COPD, asthma & the fact he'd just survived a triple bypass. He was sad but held his faith and we received the news last night that he does NOT have TB and that he's been moved to a rehab facility to prepare for his homecoming in a few weeks. I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
So, getting back to the title of my post- Time.
I am blessed to have had every moment I've had with my only living grandparents.
I am blessed that all three of my children have a relationship with them and love them like I do.
I am sad to know that they will not be here forever but find comfort in knowing that one day we'll meet again.
After this scare it's really opened my eyes to time. Just "yesterday" I was birthing Mikey and today he is 10. Time really does fly.
On a scrappy note: When Mikey was getting ready to head to Austin with his class he asked to take my camera, the point & shoot, with him. After chatting with his teacher I let him take it. I asked him about his camera, a kiddie digital camera he'd gotten for Christmas a few years ago. He told me it wasn't working right so I looked at it. The flash washes out the image captured. Sometimes it completely whites it out, other times you get a faint image. The photo in the layout below came off of Mikey's camera. I had to change it to black & white so the red eyes wouldn't frighten anyone (I could not correct them for some reason) but I absolutely fell in love with this picture of Marissa & I from New Year's Eve 2008-09, her first New Year's celebration. The time is passing too quickly- none of my babies are babies anymore. The pictures I have of them as babies become more treasured with each passing day.
