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I am Not as Strong as I appear. I enjoy weakness from time to time. We are a homeschooling, special needs family of 6. My 4th son has a Congenital Heart defect, and my oldest has ADHD. I am a survivor of Adultery and mental abuse. I learned that you never really know someone until you are strong enough to stand up and walk away. I love and protect my children, with everything I have. My life might seem unbelievable, but I couldn't make this shit up if I tried! Stick around & let's get to know each other.

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Quick Ride in a Wagon and Trip to Pediatric Playroom

I thought Owain could use a change of scenery, I know I needed it anyways! So we hunted down a portable oxygen tank, grabbed a wagon and headed out to the playroom. As soon as we got set up, respiratory therapy came in for his albuteral treatment.

He fell asleep sitting up in the wagon during his nebulizer treatment.
Breathing is hard work these days. 

This is about the extent of his playing, pushing a ball back and forth.
After about 10 minutes he was too tired to play any more and
willingly came back to the room and is now taking a nap. 

He is doing much better tonight, but still not himself. Owain is a talker, he is at that stage where he wanders around the house all day talking in 2 and 3 word sentences. For the most part he is able to tell us what he wants, needs or is going to do, along with an almost nonstop production of the alphabet song….over and over and over, all. day. long. Not today though, I haven’t been able to get more than a dozen words out of him all day. I miss my little chatter box.
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