Today was the 2nd Annual Dance For Dominic. It’s a fundraising “Kids Prom.” The purpose is to help raise money for my friend’s son, Dominic’s medical expenses, but a portion of the proceeds goes toward the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation, and research towards a cure.
Just like last year, it was a great time…the children had such a fabulous time, dancing…watching a magician, eating. It appears that we were at least as successful as we were last year. We are searching for a new venue, as we seem to have outgrown the hall we used last year and this year.
Mariella was fully recovered from her stomach bug, so she was allowed to go. She was very droopy, just sitting on a chair, watching all the activity. At first, I thought that she was just tired. Until I looked at her fingernails. They were tinged with blue. So, I puffed her. Literally in seconds, she was like a new kid. I think that unless she’s actively coughing, or experiencing a tight chest…she doesn’t always realize if she’s not exchanging her air well. She hasn’t figured out that feeling. We talked about listening to her chest and her body. That her teachers at school aren’t looking at her fingernails and lips to see if she is getting blue. I’m not able to ask the teachers to look for that…it’s really not their job. Since they already think she has ADD, I hesitate to tell them that if she is lethargic or lacking attention, to send her to the nurse. This blue thing has been happening more often, and it’s concerning me. I hate that we have to wait until May 3rd for her appointment.
Perfect Imperfection 