Frantic Mom Asks Stranger To Help Sick Child, His Overwhelming Kindness Prompts Viral Letter.

This mommy blogger’s letter to an usher at Busch Stadium brought tears to my eyes. She described a time that she desperately needed to find a bottle of milk for her little boy and the kind usher who went way out of his way to help them. The fact that this kind usher stopped everything to show them kindness was beautiful enough, but the story got even sweeter. It turns out, this little boy has a chronic illness that effects his intestines. He didn’t just want a cup of milk… He really needed it.

The mom, chronicles her experience raising child who only has 20% of a normal small intestine, on her blog, This Gutsy Life. She still wants her son to have normal experiences in life, such as going to a Cardinal’s game, but she knows that sometimes his illness will cut the fun short. That’s why she was so grateful when this usher stepped up to help them out, even without knowing her son’s situation.

Read the letter from her blog, below.

To the usher at the Cardinals game who spent two innings finding my son a bottle of milk:

Thank you.

When I asked you if you knew where I could find milk for my son, at Busch Stadium on a sweltering summer evening, I expected you to tell me I was out of luck, or at best offer a vague suggestion.

Instead, you took us several sections over into the Redbird Club even though our tickets didn’t grant us access, because you knew it housed a bakery — but they were out of milk. Instead of giving up, you took us three levels down to a store on the main concourse, where we once again struck out — which you know, because you stayed and helped us look. So you led us halfway around the stadium to a donut stand, where we at last found what we were looking for. While I paid for it you grabbed us the straw my son was asking for, along with some napkins for good measure. And then you went back with us, halfway around the stadium and up three levels and back through the Redbird Club and over several sections, to make sure we didn’t get lost on our way back, because we’d had to travel so very far to find that bottle of milk. It took two innings, but you made sure my son was happy.

You did all this not knowing why that milk was important to us. You may have thought my son was spoiled, or that I was a pushover unwilling to say no to her three year old. If you thought that, you didn’t show it. You were wonderful.

What you didn’t know is that beneath my son’s Yadi t-shirt there’s a central line and a feeding tube. You didn’t know that the unusual form and function of his little body mean that he dehydrates easily, but also that drinking too much water could ultimately land us in the hospital, and for whatever reason, against most logic, right now milk is the thing he tolerates best.

You didn’t know that for the better part of the last three years it’s been incredibly hard for us to go places on a whim, or that in recent months we’ve vowed not to let his medical needs stop us from doing things, and so taking up our friends on these last-minute Cardinals tickets was a small triumph for us. You didn’t know that we might be facing another big surgery soon that could keep us mostly quarantined to our own house for weeks or months; or that I’d forgotten to grab his milk because I’d received an unexpected and lengthy phone call from his doctor as we were packing up our ballgame bag and had been distracted by talking through the laundry list of changes she wanted us to make in a last-ditch effort to avoid that surgery.

You didn’t know those things. You just saw a boy who wanted some milk, and you were kind to him. And I can’t thank you enough.

This Gutsy Life

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