And though she be but little, She is FIERCE
4 months ago, my little Ruben broke his upper leg on the playground on school in a severe way. He was 5 years old at that time and we were rushed to the hospital. After 4 hours of waiting, lots of extreme pain from him, and pleas from me, we were finally moved to the next hospital, a children’s hospital. He had to have surgery the next day and was in the hospital for 6 days before he was good enough to go home. A week after we were home again, we found ourselves rushing to the hospital again… the pens in his leg were dropped and almost came out of on the both sides of his knee. The next day he had surgery again. After 3 days in hospital we were allowed to go home. And that was just the beginning of it. He couldn’t do anything anymore. I got a brand new baby. He couldn’t even use the bathroom because his leg in plaster from top to bottom. He was in a wheelchair. My once so happy, bouncy play-outside kid turned into a grumpy, sad child. After 4 weeks the plaster came off and he had to learn how to walk again. From wheelchair, to 2 crutches, to 1 crutches, to walking completely by himself in a few weeks’ time. He showed character. He was a fighter.
This whole adventure was tough, especially for him. But day by day I saw him getting stronger, happier, and better.
I always thought, when something would happen to one of my children, I would freak out. I would be that horrible parent who would cry her eyes out, instead of supporting her child by being there, being strong, and being fierce.
But when I got that phone call at 14.45 I immediately knew something was wrong. I would pick them up at 15.15 so there must be something really bad because it was just a half an hour before I needed to get them. It had to be something so scary they just couldn’t wait. And it was. Ruben had an accident and they just weren’t so sure if I could come. I called Arjan (he was at the company, only 5 minutes by car away from me), told him to pick me up NOW, Ruben had an accident. At the same time I walked down, grabbed my purse and his favorite stuffed animal, and started walking outside. I knew Arjan would see me and pick me up. Within minutes we were at school, I immediately entered his classroom and there he was, lying in a huge beanbag with the director of school trying to comfort him. He was in extremely pain. I knelt down, gave him Waffie (his stuffed animal), kissed him, hugged him and told him “we are going to be strong.” Not one tear. Not one moment of hesitation, not one moment of feeling insecure, not one moment of not knowing what to do. I was in control. I asked the teacher if the ambulance was called. Not yet… so I told them call right now! And the rest is history (on my blog part 1 and part 2 with pictures of our adventure).
This story means so much to me. Ruben and I were together all of the time in the hospital while Arjan took care of Sanne and the company. I had to be strong for him. Show him he would be fine. Stood up for him against all those nurses who thought he was a cry baby. a whiny child. Seriously?!? I was FIERCE and I’m proud of being able to be so…to be there, to be strong, to be FIERCE!
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