It’s been a rough and difficult summer. For reasons still unknown, though I have very strong suspicions, Josiah spent much of these past few months screaming. Screaming may not be the best adjective but ‘crying’ just doesn’t seem to adequately describe the painful noises we all became accustomed to most every day.
He was in the hospital 3 times and sent home 3 times with no answers, no great insight, no helpful protocol to alleviate whatever it was causing him to shriek. I truly believe he was such a difficult patient it was easier to tell us, “Take him home where he will be more comfortable and see if that helps.”
It didn’t. I knew it wouldn’t.
