We pulled into our driveway last night in a dirty car loaded down with stuff and tired feet. We crammed a lot into the 4 days we were in Minneapolis. We stayed downtown St. Paul and saw the capitol building from our hotel. The city was gorgeous at night. Everything was lit up with steam coming out of the buildings and snow along the edges. I should have brought my Canon Rebel so that I could truly capture the beauty of it all. We went to the Mall of America and my son (and husband) LOVED the Nickelodeon roller coasters. We went to Ikea (love that store) and ate some good food.
Our trip was all centered around an appointment my son had at Shriner's Hospital. It was an evaluation to see if they would accept us into their program and offer my son their medical services. The people who work and volunteer at that hospital are so amazing. The most generous and caring people I have ever met in the medical field.
We were accepted into their program. We went in with one diagnosis and left without one. We will have to go back again in a few weeks to hopefully find a diagnosis. I might be able to elaborate more later. Right now I don't feel like talking about it. My son had the time of his life at Shriner's and I doubt he even knows it was a hospital. My husband and I left drained and on the verge of tears.
Being a parent is tough. For me, the toughest part isn't caring for another human but having to watch my heart walk around outside my body knowing that I can't always protect it.