this is from Erin
Today was a horrible day and really wasn't what we were expecting. I think, well, I KNOW, that I had an unrealistic image of what was going to happen and today those ideas got knocked down a rung or 10.
I want Aidan to be better NOW, even though I know it is going to take baby steps. Seeing him like he was today, struggling and agitated, just took a toll on all of us.
What I know is this- Aidan is a very strong(physically), very determined, strong-willed, little boy. He's hard headed and adorable all at the same time. He has the best and the worst of both Russell and I. He's fighting this right now, and he just needs more time.
Tomorrow is another day, and we'll see how it goes. The doctor told me we're looking at about another week in the hospital. That was before all the drama unfolded. So, we're probably looking at a little longer unless he starts responding better. Also, when he is released from the hospital, he won't be coming home right away. He will most likely go to a rehab facility for 6 weeks to 2 months (this was the Dr.'s initial though-not written in stone).
This is what I meant by my visions of what was going to happen got knocked down several rungs on the ladder to recovery. I knew that Aidan would need rehab when he came out of the hospital, I guess I just assumed that we'd be bringing him home and I'd be taking him every day to rehab. I know it's for the best, but I'm the control freak and it breaks my heart to be away from him.
I have cried about this almost all evening, I've worried about it, and I've prayed about it. I'm going to just trust that GOD is going to take care of Aidan and that he's going to come home to us. As my friend's little girl said, she had a dream about Aidan and Jesus told her that Aidan was going to be okay. That's the wisdom of a 3 year old.
I don't know why this had to happen to our little boy. I don't know why anyone has to endure this kind of tragedy. If anyone can be made more aware of how to keep their children safe around water then something good can come of our pain.
Russell and I both greatly appreciate all of the prayers and cards that have been sent. I know that I say this every time I write something but I'll never be able to thank you all enough. They bring me hope and help to renew my failing faith when things look bleak. Thank you all!