What is CHD

What is CHD

What is a CHD???
You passed me in the shopping mall (You read my faded tee). You tapped me on the shoulder, Then asked, “What’s a CHD?” I could quote terminology, There’s stats that I could give. But I would rather share with you A mother’s perspective. What is it like to have a child with a CHD? It’s Lasix, Aspirin, Captopril It’s wondering…Lord what’s your will? It’s monitors and oxygen tanks It’s a constant reminder to always give thanks. It’s feeding tubes, calories, needed weight gain It’s the drama of eating…and yes it’s insane! It’s the first time I held him, I’d waited so long, It’s knowing that I need to help him grow strong. It’s making a hospital home for awhile It’s seeing my reward in every smile. It’s checking his sats as the feeding pump’s beeping It’s knowing that there is just no time for sleeping. It’s caths, x-rays and boo boos to kiss It’s normalacy I sometimes miss. It’s asking do his nails look blue? It’s cringing inside at what he’s been through. It’s dozens of call to his pediatrician She knows me by name, I’m a mom on a mission. It’s winter’s homebound and hand sanitizer It’s knowing this journey has made me much wiser. It’s watching him sleeping his breathing is steady. It’s surgery day and I’ll never be ready. It’s handing him over, I’m still not prepared, It’s knowing that his heart must be repaired. It’s waiting for news on that long stressful day, It’s praying…it’s hoping…that he’ll be okay. It’s the wonderful friends with whom I’ve connected, It’s the bond that we share, it was so unexpected. It’s that long faded scar down my child’s small chest, It’s touching it gently and knowing we’re blessed. It’s watching him chasing a small butterfly, It’s the moment I realized I’ve stopped asking why. It’s the snowflakes that fall on a cold winter’s day, They remind me of those who aren’t with us today. It’s a brave little boy who loves Thomas the train, Or a special heart bear or a frog in the rain. It’s the need to remember we’re all in this plight, It’s their lives that remind us we still need to fight! It’s in pushing ahead amidst every sorrow, It is finding the strength to have hope for tomorrow. And no, we’ll never be the same. It’s changed our family, This is what we face each day. This is…a CHD. **Written by Stephanie Husted

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About Daddys with Angels.

We began as a group for grieving fathers and men in families, but other family members asked to join us. We now also have a group for Families with Angels dads and other male family members and siblings under 18. We have experienced and live with the harsh pain of loss and we hope we can bring other comfort with what we do, To find us please search for us on face book or www.daddyswithangels.org/. Hugs to you all and floaty kisses to all your angels. We retain the name Daddys With Angels.
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