To really begin our story properly, I have to start at the true beginning, the beginning of Joshua. Mike and I married in 2002. Mike was a student at the time and as soon as he finished we were on the baby Wagon, Daniel took a while to
get, it took a night of Mike being on the Hoeggardens when the Maoris were in Hamilton for the English Rugby test. Obviously he built up a bit of 'something', because after a year of trying we were blessed by a double blue line the following month.
Before each of the kids were born, I beleive that I was 'given' their names. I had each of their names in my heart long before we had them. Daniel, Mike and I talked about even before we were married. When I was pregnant with Daniel, I fell in love
with the name Joshua, Mike wasn't so keen. But when we found out we were having Joshua, he suddenly had a change in heart. The meaning of the kids names is also important, Daniel, was Daniel in the lions den of course, he was a cool guy, leader of
his people, I bet you Daniel Carter has felt like his biblical equivelent a few times as he's faced off against a big Wallabie! Joshua means 'God Saves' and he too was a very important man in the Bible, he was an overcomer, a hero, a big personality. Georgia
means farmer (sorry about that woo.. but don't worry, thats a good thing in NZ, if you own one!) but her name was chosen, to go with Joyce. Joyce is both my fabulous mother and Mikes awesome powerhouse of a Grandmother. Both amazing women. So now, in our tough
times, my faith is coming from the names that God gave me... in this situation it's about Joshua, God will save.
I've been a Nurse for 20 years. Being an ICU Nurse as a mother has always been tough... Secretly your terribly paranoid, glands
up are lymphoma or lukemia, every long distance drive in a car your wondering if you'll have them return safely. Every headache is a potential brain tumour.
But on the other hand, you don't want people to know about your health paranoia, so I've
never run to the Dr, don't treat my kids with antibiotics willy nilly.... And only take them to the ED if I'm seriously worried. In Joshua's case, I thought he had meningitis on the 23rd of October.
It was the first week of term three, labour weekend.
We had just had the most marvellous school holidays, we'd hired a Bach at Whitianga for a week, and were there with the Crosses, and our nephew Harry and the kids just had a ball. The following week the kids were down at my parents, being farm kids... Building
huts, having fun, riding on Grandads ride on Mower.
Joshua had a blast, newly four, I had written in his birthday card, 'your my loudy, rowdy, ball of fun.' He's an enormous personality, short and loud, just like my mother. If you can't hear him, it
usually means mischief.
We got back from Holiday and on Wednesday, Joshua complained of a bad headache and went to bed with Pamol. On Saturday he had another, on Sunday another.
I mentioned it to Mum, 'actually,' she said, 'he
took himself to bed twice, while he was here, with a headache'. Hmmm, I thought. The next day he developed a temp, so I took him to the Dr, who put him on antibiotics.
The following morning, Joshua got up as normal, and after an hour started putting
his hand over his left eye. 'I can see two people's, Mummy.'
My first thought was, headache, fever, double vision.... Meningitis. I rushed him to Ed. We stayed in overnight, they thought it might be his eyes, they put him through a thourough
nero exam, through which we flew. We went home on the 24th with an eye appointment.