My ds has just turned 3. He was conceived after 5 years of sorrow and horror and he is our world.
in early December I was hit by a car, badly and dragged underneath it. As I lay in the snow all I could think of was him and that i needed to stay alive to be there for him.
seven weeks later I am still in hospital. He visits really reg
ulalry and DH is doing an amazing job of providing stability and love. This was my first night at home on a ‘day release’ visit. I have got rEturn to hospital for residential rehab for another 6 weeks.
my heart is breaking. Yesterday evening he showed me a deflated ballon and said it was his sad balloon. I asked him why it was sad and he said it has missed its mummy because she wasn’t home.
I know I have been lucky to retain movement and to still be alive. But my heart breaks. Every night and mornjng I miss is another less bedtime at this precious age. How do I help him and help me to heal our hearts when we have still more distance to cover before I can come home and resume a normal life?
TIA.