Welcome to Georgia's Journey

Georgia Lily Lucas was born at home on October 6th, 2008 4:15am, in Winnipeg, Manitoba. She was diagnosed with SMA (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) on April 1, 2009.

On April 3rd Georgia was taken home, to be near her sisters and the rest of her family and friends. Nearly three weeks later, on April 21, 2009, she died peacefully -- in the loving arms of her mother and in the same room in which she was born.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Poor Aria!

As many of you that follow us on facebook already know, Aria had a bit of a rough day today. Just before 8:00 this morning she climbed up onto and then fell off of our piano stool. Unfortunately, she fell backwards onto the hardwood floor and must have twisted her arm. I was actually in the kitchen at the time but the second that I saw her I knew that she had broken something. It was actually a sickening sight.

Thanks to some very kind friends it took me less than half an hour to have Calla and Maya packed up and taken care of for the day. I then placed my baby into the van and started the well known route to Children's. I kept reminding myself that this was a very different scenario than two and a half years ago. While Aria was obviously in pain, she is healthy and I had no reason to believe that she wouldn't make a full and complete recovery. Her injury had in fact taken place because she is such an active kid.

To be quite honest, I just went into 'auto pilot' mode. It was actually almost too easy. I don't have to even think about which way to drive. I pulled up into the Emergency loop where Mike met me and I carried my baby through the doors. Mercifully, there were no doctors or nurses that I recognized. We were checked in immediately and seen right away. As Aria screamed and cried through her x-rays I gave thanks that they weren't x-raying her lungs. When I saw the break on the screen I wanted to cry but instead reminded myself that she would heal.

Later as the ortho guy wrapped her arm into a special sling I again gave thanks that I was about to walk back out the hospital doors with my daughter in my arms - no special equipment needed or a ride in an ambulance, just the three of us.

We were actually home before lunch time and Calla insisted on coming home to see Aria. I think that she was really worried. Maya was really worried too but was disappointed that Aria didn't have a cast she could sign! LOL At supper time we all talked about the many things to be grateful for today - the fact that Aria was okay, the amazing friends that dropped everything to help us, the doctors that took such good care of Aria, all of the messages of concern and support and of course, the little girl whose life and death continually reminds us to be grateful for everything!

Aria is now sleeping. She has a really bad cold on top of her broken arm so I'm not sure how long it's going to last but I'll take it. When I think about my life with Georgia or all of our friends that are fighting for their kids' lives every day I know that today was actually... a good day.

Love to you all,