This Month's Topic: Focus on Finance

A Month in the Life of Some People’s Day-to-Day

Pool season is over, football season has begun, Brayden’s starting preschool and started (what I’m sure will be) a lifelong love affair with soccer, and Anna’s beginning baby ballet.

It’s the changing of the seasons, the turning over of a new leaf, the kickoff of a new year of firsts.


Anna on my lap before getting tubes

But for me, right now, amidst all of the excitement and buzz, I’m feeling a more subdued, more subtle happiness. That’s because, for the first time in a month, I’m looking at a calendar that’s not chock-full of appointments for Anna. Sure, she has two follow-up appointments at the end of the month, but her “procedures,” as I’ve taken to calling all of her tests and exams, are finally over.

And the best news of all is: She’s OK.

Yes, she has epilepsy. Yes, she has to take medicine twice a day for at least the next two years. And yes, we’ll have to make the trek down to Cincinnati Children’s Hospital Medical Center once a month for neurology appointments. But, truly, the worst is behind us. And, most importantly, the worst is behind her.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve watched my baby girl get ear tubes, have her blood drawn, have electrodes attached to her chest, arms and legs for not one but two EKG’s and to her head and face for one EEG. And then there was that pesky MRI last week, the sedation for which left her a thrashing, screaming, exhausted mess. It was a lot of acronyms. And it was a lot for us to watch, and for Anna to go through.


Anna sharing Goldfish crackers with “Kelsey” while we waited at a cardiologist appointment last week.

I became all-too familiar with the layout of Cincinnati Children’s. I became all-too familiar with exactly how many nurses we’d see at each appointment before the actual doctor came in, and all-too familiar with what to pack for each appointment to keep Anna entertained during the inevitable waits.

In addition to this, in the fuzzy edges of the spotlight, I saw a lot of sick kids. A lot of worried mothers and fathers. A lot of scary “what if’s” on a lot of tired people’s faces.

I got a taste of it during our month of “procedures.” A taste of what a life of endless appointments and tests and surgeries and waiting-for-results would feel like.

It doesn’t feel good. It feels terrifying, and exhausting to be in such a state of terror all the time.

During the midst of it all, I sent money in to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, and I vowed to do more in the future, for our local Ronald McDonald House, for Cincinnati Children’s. For anyone who takes care of children who are sick and families who are fearful. Their jobs are so, incredibly important.

So now, as I look at a calendar covered with “B preschool” or “B soccer” or “Anna ballet” instead of “Anna MRI” or “Anna EKG,” I’m smiling. And feeling lucky. Our month is over, but for countless others, it’s just beginning, or, even worse, it’s just one month in the middle of an endless series of months. I can’t imagine. I pray I never have to. And I pray for them.

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  1. I am so glad to hear that Anna is feeling better! I know how scary it is to go to different doctors and meetings. You are exactly right, that for some people, doctors and hospitals are a daily thing. Thank you for talking about your experience. I think it’s always important to stop and be grateful for the wonderful blessings in our lives and to pray for people who are going through a difficult time.

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