Benzene, abscesses and my son....

If you follow this blog at all, you will know that recently my son was gassed with benzene at his place of work - Zug Island (hell on earth).

At that same time he developed an abscess on his tail bone. A bad one. He has been back and forth to doctors the last few weeks for it. Antibiotics are being taken, and not doing a lot of good. He has built up an immunity to them... He saw a surgeon the other day, has to have a CAT scan done next Monday and will see the surgeon again. They will more than likely have to go in and clean it out, scrape it and make sure it hasn't gone deeper.

I know we are not supposed to question why things happen, but sometimes I just have to...I do.

In June 2002 my boy was in a major fireworks explosion. He was in a coma for 5 days. He went through 18 surgeries in two years time. He had 17 fractures in his face and almost lost his arm. He still has more surgeries to go through to try and straighten his jaw and repair his jaw teeth that were damaged.

But he made it through. It's not been easy for him (or me) but he is whole and alive.

Two years ago he wrapped his cavalier around a tree. Banged him up pretty good, but again he made it through.

The financial difficulties because of all this has been horrible for both of us. Of course I have helped him all I can - I am his Mom! And, I will continue to help him.

So, in the last few years I have almost lost him three times. He's not a cat - he does not have nine lives! (At least that is what I keep telling him!!)

Just when he starts to see a light at the end of his dark tunnel something else happens...now its the abscess.

He is scared. He is 23 and living alone in Michigan. His father seems to be more understanding with him lately (thankgod). We talk daily. I will be with him if and when he has this surgery. And I will do what I can to help him heal - both physically and mentally.

I want him to smile again. Really and truly smile and be happy. I want him to wake up each day and be thankful for his life and to enjoy getting out of bed to face another day.

I just want my son to be happy, healthy and loved.

I can help with the loved part :)