Harry, the meaning of life and thoughts from the Muddleheaded Wombat(cause that is what i feel like at the moment)

our dear little Harry is not well. He was taken to hospital on Sunday with high temps and was admitted. His temperature was quite high and the Drs could not stablize it. Yesterday he had an ultrasound done on his kidneys and they are ok however he has a UTI and will be in hospital for a few more days until the temperatures stay down and he will be on antibiotics for a month. After that he will have to have tests to see why he got the infection in the first place... the poor little mite..he is in a hospital cot, connected to drips and machines and he looks at you with those gorgeous big eyes.. it makes me cry.

I have Arch Angels Michael and Raphael at his bedhead and Mary Magdalene and the ascended Master Lord Sananda at the end. They are watching over him. I know he will be fine but it is awful to see him with huge needles going into his tiny arm... but he is trying so hard to be happy.. cooing and gurgling when he is awake.

it makes me wonder though... the whole time my daughter was trying to conceive.. she and her husband went off all chemicals, they followed a strict organic diet and she ate no seafood because of high levels of mercury, no soft cheeses, no junk food. Dear little Harry is an organic baby.. he is fed organic formula from teats and bottles that are chemical free.. his clothes are organic ... but he still gets sick.... just shows you how sick Mother Gaia must be.... too many chemicals, too much pollution for our human bodies to deal with.... it also makes me wonder why things happen like this...according to some, we manifest sickness in our bodies.. so does that mean that babies manifest cancer for themselves.. did Harry manifest this infection, somehow in his four months of life?? did he lie in his crib thinking thoughts along the lines of blaming others for his misfortunes in life.. being annoyed at 'his lot' cause according to Louise L Hay that is what a urinary tract infection means... or did he decide that he wanted this before he came to earth to 'learn a lesson' for his soul? I have absoltuely no idea but I am beginning to believe what my friend says and that is (excuse the french) 'shit happens'.... we have no control over what happens at all...anyhow... what I can do is love him.. hug him, give his parents a break from sitting in the hospital 24 hours...

I cannot settle to visiting blogs so don't think I am ignoring you if I haven't visited in a few days.. I will get to commenting soon ...