tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028343339432585898.post8865435551410752930..comments2023-04-08T06:26:01.117-06:00Comments on Pixels in Bloom: PTSDAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905132783493846988noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028343339432585898.post-6642515205218378222013-07-10T00:24:05.432-06:002013-07-10T00:24:05.432-06:00Oh poor little thing to be reminded of that stress...Oh poor little thing to be reminded of that stress. I am so pleased things are going well with you all at home .x BeckyThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02299485277945466039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028343339432585898.post-78399111760781730292013-07-09T19:52:58.900-06:002013-07-09T19:52:58.900-06:00Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, we've gotten to the ...Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, we've gotten to the point where we just let him sleep if he's tired, too. My nurses usually do one set of trach cares and I do the other, but when he's had a rough day, I just ask them to leave him alone. That's also hard on them, 'cause he used to play all night. Now it's more boring. (((HUGS))) Can't wait to see you tomorrow.CompatibleWithJoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15804848700505881466noreply@blogger.com