Three and a half years ago we began our foray into the special needs world. Our steps were slow and tentative, not knowing where this path would take us.

One of the first families I met was Tasha and her daughter Jenna. I still remember walking into the physio room at the Children’s hospital in the city and seeing the halo of blond curls that is Jenna’s trademark. We had no idea, then, that our girls would become fast friends.

A few months later I walked into the building where the local physio/support group for special needs kids was being held in our small town. I was surprised to see the familiar blond halo of curls there. I had no idea that Tasha and Jenna lived out in our area, since we had first met them in the city, but it was reassuring to know at least one family there.

Over the years the girls have grown together. We’ve watched them learn to walk, learn to talk, learn to run, and learn to get into enourmous amounts of mischief for two little girls who look so innocent.

They started preschool together last year, happy to play with the other kids in the class, but also happy to sit and hold hands together during circle time.

As the girls became friends, so did Tasha and I. A bond formed over diagnosis’s, doctors, and treatment plans. It was comforting to have someone I could compare notes with, commiserate with, and celebrate the milestones with.

For the past few years, Tasha’s mom has run our special needs group. She is the rock we all turn to. And Vista knows her as Grandma. She is as much family as anyone we’re related to.

Tasha’s boys go to the same school as Vista. They’ll always stop to say hi to her and give a little brotherly hug.

Tasha and her family have become an important part of our world.

But that world was rocked when Tasha’s daughter ended up in the hospital on last Friday.

A hospital stay for Jenna, in and of itself, is nothing unusual. But it was quickly apparent that this wasn’t going to be her normal get-sick-crash-bounce-back routine.

Since last Friday, Jenna has been in the ICU at the Children’s hospital. She’s on a ventilator. She’s flat-lined several times and been resuscitated several times. And everyday seems to bring a new round of complications. Pneumonia, hMPV, bleeding in the lungs, pulmonary hypertension, sepsis, low hemoglobin, the list goes on and on.

Jenna is a fighter, but she is sick. So very sick right now. And no one is sure if her little body can stand up against the onslaught it’s under.

So if you have a moment, could you send some good thoughts, positive vibes, and prayers their way?

They have a long road ahead of them and they could use all the support they can get.

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6 Responses to Jenna

  • punkinmama says:

    I’m so sorry Jenn. Sending lots of love & prayers for Jenna & her family, as well as Vista & yours.

  • Lisa says:

    Oh, Jenn, I’m so very sorry. Keeping Jenna and her family in my thoughts and prayers.

  • Tricia says:

    Oh Jenn- sending prayers, hope and love their way and yours that she will recover and heal. Huge hugs xxxx

  • Leigh-Anne says:

    Heaps of love and good thoughts for everyone involved. Let me know, please, if there is anything I can do for you or your friends.

  • Melissa says:

    Sending our thoughts their way and will, in my own unique way, send up prayers to the big blue fish with the stogie for strength in this time of need. Tell Tasha I said Feck,

  • thank you for posting about her, jenn. i knew she meant a lot to you and v, since i heard she had gone into the hospital, but i was unaware of your entire history with the family. they are all most certainly in my thoughts and prayers.

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