Tuesday, 2 September 2014
Thursday, 21 August 2014
8 years ago today my life changed forever. I didn't find out for another two years how drastic that change would be but all the same demand to grow up was a colossal shift in itself. I became a mom still a child myself and everything for the rest of my life would be different. I still look at my girls every day and wonder how on earth I made these little creatures, I blame myself for Ginny's disabling life long condition because no matter what anyone says every miswired connection in that brain of hers was one made within me, and I spend so much time trying to make life a manageable for her.
8yrs down the line and she requires more care and attention than she ever did that day or any other of her infancy. Today we'll have no party and no pile of presents. The years have showed us how little she cares for conventional gifts. We were meant to spend the week camping in three cliffs bay as there isn't much she loves more than the outdoors and the water but those plans had to be cancelled because of my spinal injury so today we'll go to London. If she sees something she likes we'll get her it if not than at least we've had a nice day out, at some point we'll have cake. Tomorrow we'll go swimming, hopefully have a good run around at the park. We'll make the most of daddy's two days off and give her a happy and hopefully meltdown free time away from the stresses of carers who can't manage her and the confusion of being off school for the summer break, maybe we'll manage a smiley picture or two, who knows.
It's not the way I imagined life would go all those years ago but it's the life we live and will continue to. It's another year we've made it through and another full of small steps forward and big ones back. It's a year her lack of self preservation and understanding danger hasn't killed her, and that should be enough to celebrate so Happy Birthday Ginny. Were going to make it through this and hopefully one day it won't be so hard.
Friday, 8 August 2014
Thursday, 7 August 2014
Day1 of over night wake in care for observation:
Within two hours the poor, incredibly experienced carer, from ISS had to call me in for back up! I have never in my eight years with Ginny seen her destroy a room so badly! She wasn't tired enough to sleep as the day support that should be in daily because of my current conditions has been halted over the whole lock issue and boy does it show.
The curtain clips have been snapped off, her pendant light destroyed, and she stripped off and did a wee. The carer said she has never in all her years seen a child do anything like this. She also said that social is not going to appreciate her report as she doesn't understand how they with any form of conscious try to tell me her night lock should be removed and that she will say that aside from that additional care needs to be put in place as poor Ginny and the rest of us our suffering over this whole situation.
Aside fro the current matter she said she can not believe the measly amount of standard support I receive and that she thinks I'm a saint, ha! That really made me laugh but she also added that she has never had to call on a parent for back up.
Ginny was so stressed I allowed her some ipad magic fingers time to calm down and she's now back in bed and finally started to nod off!...I really hope the lovely woman in this evening doesn't have anymore meltdowns to deal with this evening!