Some days you are reminded of how lucky you especially when you haven't been feeling very lucky at all. Today I wanted to write about my morning commute with Carson but I deleted what I wrote to write about something much more important.
I met two of my favorite ladies for lunch today and when I went to sit down with one of my friends (let's call her Missy) there was a gentleman speaking to her. Little did I know, he was telling her about a tragedy he had just experienced.
This is so tough to write about but I can't think about anything else.
The conversation at lunch got a bit awkward, so Missy decided to change the subject. She asked me how my weekend was and then I preceded to tell her about how we spent the weekend in the hospital with Carson because on Saturday evening he passed out after vomiting on our bus on the way to Epcot. Disney staff was great and the paramedics got to Carson quickly. They were able to wake Carson up by starting an IV on him.
We spent the rest of the weekend including Monday at a hospital in Orlando to determine what caused it. They still don't know what caused it. Then I continued to tell them how the doctors were worried that Carson had seizure and went on and on with my story.
I had no idea that the man I had just met through Missy had just lost his son to seizures. His son was only a few months older than Carson.
I felt horrible when she told me after they left.
I remember the night of Carson's scare and I thought my world was ending. The feelings from that night rush back when I think about what must be experiencing.
I did not mention it on my original post but it was last Saturday's event that made me decided to start this blog to document Carson's life.
I am not sure why God wanted me to cross paths with this gentleman but it has definitely made me appreciate how fragile life is and how I should be spending each and every day living it to the fullest. I will pray for him, his baby boy, and his family.
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