tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122566093742514612024-11-01T05:39:41.109-05:00Can Life Get Better Than This?I submit that it cannot.Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.comBlogger781125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-81802715495866197162015-07-07T16:03:00.001-05:002016-08-16T11:41:05.616-05:00Tidying upI have found some treasures in the process of tidying up my house. The author Marie Kondo suggests that the "life-changing magic of tidying up" can help you find your true self and set you on the path of doing what you are really meant to do. <div><br></div><div>I have two short pieces that I found. I do love words, and they say the internet keeps things forever.</div><div><br></div><div>7 July 98 (I just realized that is today! Shivers.)</div><div><br></div><div><i>Metamorphosis</i></div><div><i><br></i></div><div>They come and go</div><div>come like fireflies</div><div>light blinking in their eyes and in their smiles,</div><div>bouncing off their hair and hands</div><div>and shining through their silk cocoons.</div><div>They stay awhile, sharing light, growing and changing</div><div>struggling with who they are</div><div>and who they want to be.</div><div>They come and go</div><div>go, carrying away a piece of me with them,</div><div>and as I watch them fly away, leaving a</div><div>trail of light and heavenly dust,</div><div>I feel my own flame burn a little brighter,</div><div>my own silk shell one layer thinner.</div><div><br></div><div><i><br></i></div><div><i><br></i></div><div><i>On my way to the Emerald City</i></div><div><i><br></i></div><div>"I'm melting!" cries the wicked witch inside of me,</div><div>doused not by water, but baptized by fire.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I also found this little gem I had been saving, not sure what for, but it was a timely reminder.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9MYU50cqdK4z8BQp354Zkj6t-7ptape7sCXUN8ER9d0yEwrEUQRxhqyw0oh9sNwwV_jkHcAz_cGTGUbD6EraIZytjqBoplnm89UB18Awl_alEM_GNhS4e7jz1ZCdgLSnFSUqiy72dJ0/s640/blogger-image--1553180402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9MYU50cqdK4z8BQp354Zkj6t-7ptape7sCXUN8ER9d0yEwrEUQRxhqyw0oh9sNwwV_jkHcAz_cGTGUbD6EraIZytjqBoplnm89UB18Awl_alEM_GNhS4e7jz1ZCdgLSnFSUqiy72dJ0/s640/blogger-image--1553180402.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Sometimes I look back and I feel like I have made no progress whatsoever! I am laughing as I type this because I also feel like I have come so far. It's a paradox.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'm thankful for all the pieces of me that I am finding while I tidy up!</div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-68006715818107056262015-04-17T21:52:00.001-05:002015-04-17T22:10:33.310-05:00This boy, too<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Due to some unfortunate icy weather back in February, we just barely got to the doctor today for Jack's eight year old check up. He's still a little taller than average and way skinnier than average, and healthy.<br>
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A few months back when we were coming up on his actual birthday and anticipating big life events that come with turning eight, my husband asked Jack what he was most looking forward to about turning eight. His immediate answer was, "making a car for the pinewood derby!"<br>
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Not the Big Talk that mom and dad have with our eight year olds, not getting baptized a couple of days after his baptism on the same day as his favorite cousin, not even joining the cub scout pack. It was making the car. Well, we've spent about a month on that block of wood.<br>
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Jack spent some of his own hard-earned money on a saw and a clamp so he could saw the shape he wanted. The neighbor having the estate sale congratulated me on teaching my kid about free commerce and the market system. I congratulated myself on inexpensive tools and a long project where Jack did most of the labor.<br>
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Daddy and Pa stepped in and helped him out with the sealing, painting, and finishing details while I was out of town for a sisters weekend. Last night I helped him wax the car and put the wheels on, and tonight he raced it. We did a cub scout only race and then a family race, where anyone with a car could race it on the track. Jack won 4th place in the cub scouts' race and was super happy with his car's performance. He also got an award for "Most Interesting Car." Lego driver. Lego spoiler. Lego windshield.<br>
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The adults were pretty much raced out after the first thirty minutes, but the kids would have gone on and on and on for hours longer. Girls, boys, older siblings, younger kids...it didn't matter how many times those cars went down the track. They got just as excited every single time.<br>
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Jack won one of the impromptu fun races, and the look on his face said it all. He might as well have won the whole contest with the jumping and whooping and fist pumping. So great.<br>
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I had a funny conversation with his school music teacher today. After getting his report card with the comment "Making limited progress," I called to find out what exactly that meant, and if Jack was having any behavior issues in class. She said Jack is very quiet and very well behaved, but he just doesn't participate much. She had no idea he has been taking piano lessons for over two years, that he randomly sings songs that he has only heard once, and that he is, in fact, one of the most musical members of our family. He's just flying under the radar with some hidden talents. Looks like he takes after both his mom and dad.<br>
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This boy is so great at helping out, doing chores, learning new things, and figuring stuff out. The whole time I was talking to the pediatrician today, he was up on the table playing with the examination tools, shining the light on the walls, and exploring what they can do. Mysteries of the universe, watch out. This boy is coming.<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0k8o8OJDi7HgxLWacpg8gP0cUnm2PlhXwao90oMNZf4NyKnD4cpDEBEvmBrz552GHbCdZ6ISHeTBk8TQAoeA7LFDpQBFdkVcRbDHqjIPfbjZsGJeSW61NvUkdtt0e7R9eiBJHGdEBw7o/s640/blogger-image-203662366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0k8o8OJDi7HgxLWacpg8gP0cUnm2PlhXwao90oMNZf4NyKnD4cpDEBEvmBrz552GHbCdZ6ISHeTBk8TQAoeA7LFDpQBFdkVcRbDHqjIPfbjZsGJeSW61NvUkdtt0e7R9eiBJHGdEBw7o/s640/blogger-image-203662366.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-7133106877060239652015-04-10T12:56:00.001-05:002015-04-10T12:56:34.607-05:00Life words<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhByUWscAgDkQbW5am8H1ZG4Fo-i10nwY7oNVbEn8RQvvaiNLgOzIEx0kJH46HQVwjMgLz9GJ3zgRQjNixcMng6-dRe5fKzZowW7RC9r_OXbDAeKPjGq4MrBnSfq9vj5LSW3dbMvvJIOSU/s640/blogger-image-1185447627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhByUWscAgDkQbW5am8H1ZG4Fo-i10nwY7oNVbEn8RQvvaiNLgOzIEx0kJH46HQVwjMgLz9GJ3zgRQjNixcMng6-dRe5fKzZowW7RC9r_OXbDAeKPjGq4MrBnSfq9vj5LSW3dbMvvJIOSU/s640/blogger-image-1185447627.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Eighth graders are really neat people.</div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-64325219449571188002015-04-08T21:20:00.001-05:002015-04-08T21:20:25.913-05:00Spring!!The crazy cold winter followed by a super rainy February and March has made this one of the best bluebonnet seasons in a long time. We decided (this is the "royal we" here) for family home evening to scrounge up some semi-matching clothes and head for the great outdoors to take bluebonnet pictures.<br />
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I could just look at this face, and look, and look. I need to make a life-sized version and hold it up in front of me when he is telling me "It's going to take forever! It's taking forever! Why are you taking forever? You took forever!" or when he is getting his ninja on, or several hundred other moments during the day to remind me that this little boy is in there. . . somewhere.<br />
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Ditto on these smiling, happy, friendly looking kids<br />
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Ahhh, brotherly love. Look! You can barely see a scar, and you probably wouldn't have even noticed, but I just pointed it out.<br />
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She's touching my hair! She's pulling on me! She's making me hot!<br />
We finally went for the "together but apart" look.<br />
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The kids know how to take a picture without cutting off heads.<br />
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If you zoom in here, you can actually see his awesome tongue condition. It's real, and it's called "geographic tongue."<br />
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The family that selfies together stays together!<br />
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Happy Spring!<br />
<br />Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-50062424113941141952015-04-06T22:29:00.001-05:002015-04-06T22:50:46.772-05:00This boy<div>The first time we went grocery shopping after school started and he was the only child not in school, we scored this cart. Every dream in his precious little heart was realized.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUr28RFDN74K_3NfbI4_cnaIgcgCoGaT8zm7QPRZWT4p-7Wm8FTwYvaFgsR4CtpaYHPRIsUHADYV39jVfdKaXkwYHh4G9TJz5W62pE9G7M3x5_XV2GFfUSd8v8Ee5ZA_RS9EnS7_zE_10/s640/blogger-image--1196177171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUr28RFDN74K_3NfbI4_cnaIgcgCoGaT8zm7QPRZWT4p-7Wm8FTwYvaFgsR4CtpaYHPRIsUHADYV39jVfdKaXkwYHh4G9TJz5W62pE9G7M3x5_XV2GFfUSd8v8Ee5ZA_RS9EnS7_zE_10/s640/blogger-image--1196177171.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Little man discovered he actually loves tomatoes when he previously vocally and vehemently declared his everlasting hatred for the fruit. Why the change of heart? He helped pick out plants, plant them, water them, squish snails, and harvest these lovely pear tomatoes. Also, yellow is his favorite color. He is still unfortunately prejudiced against the red variety most of the time, but progress is progress.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYnhyphenhyphenVdUzrTBB8HlZFy2N9g8NsfJNyml0Y8IznsbfR8WDdWNIR21IGHKmQUKdcUr1SphTNbh_xAVaJ-56R1BjPOQ9sg9pDJoxOG9WQWKj3XC86YvZVClzRGMURctG1IU2vO8D5OhYzQjI/s640/blogger-image-1082463746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYnhyphenhyphenVdUzrTBB8HlZFy2N9g8NsfJNyml0Y8IznsbfR8WDdWNIR21IGHKmQUKdcUr1SphTNbh_xAVaJ-56R1BjPOQ9sg9pDJoxOG9WQWKj3XC86YvZVClzRGMURctG1IU2vO8D5OhYzQjI/s640/blogger-image-1082463746.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The great thing about older siblings is that they teach the younger ones lots of neat stuff, like how to write their names all by themselves! (They teach them other not-so-great stuff also.) Since last fall, Elijah has learned to spell, write, and read the names of all of our family members. I love the kind of learning that goes on at this age.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFPtF8PvtjtGctZ5GGQ_Y_tpRR8jEzNtOrdQGKkQeQ62C4pSbaCyNWE61VwNe1LI9hZTv_E8XUL_oIjYHpIXHi9v5sUU1QH-frL7p3v5DsCNFGaHD0ZR_f_0WzOfU99duF7T18OQ-4W8/s640/blogger-image--1770212334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFPtF8PvtjtGctZ5GGQ_Y_tpRR8jEzNtOrdQGKkQeQ62C4pSbaCyNWE61VwNe1LI9hZTv_E8XUL_oIjYHpIXHi9v5sUU1QH-frL7p3v5DsCNFGaHD0ZR_f_0WzOfU99duF7T18OQ-4W8/s640/blogger-image--1770212334.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I mentioned I got a job. It was a very hard transition for this little guy, who was looking forward to staying at home with Mommy and playing games and doing puzzles all day, every day while the kids are in school. Fortunately, the sweet lady who watches him for several hours each weekday is happy to play, do puzzles, take him to story time and play at the park, and introduce him to other like-minded friends, both adults and children. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5VDqEfVRGRwAEqTB3ZS3m2CWHyYSiptwT73Pe0zqO34OlM01c9ef9rlMnZQFQtEV9qo9XhfGwbgODUT4AgtDt0afc_H1GOuijvNo2slQri9IfIXwC9OmYmxU-drKRDw1TcvRyYjzRAo/s640/blogger-image-100825628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5VDqEfVRGRwAEqTB3ZS3m2CWHyYSiptwT73Pe0zqO34OlM01c9ef9rlMnZQFQtEV9qo9XhfGwbgODUT4AgtDt0afc_H1GOuijvNo2slQri9IfIXwC9OmYmxU-drKRDw1TcvRyYjzRAo/s640/blogger-image-100825628.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We still walk the kids to and from school most days. Just a month or so after last summer's surgery, this boy walked all the way to the school and back. When I say walk, I mean he ran. He has so. much. more. energy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWzGE9qv1rI_qt5QA1MkYzuv209b47rDnJByM4jaNiOLtJ9RClt3HQ_Q8x4ZMRfL03wDxyDTz_GwIVg-UOs8Aw7RCHiF9dmk1mnNjGVSgSOTFwBhaD5UuHTXTFHXUc5fvXsbfcF2irfg/s640/blogger-image--2097248442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWzGE9qv1rI_qt5QA1MkYzuv209b47rDnJByM4jaNiOLtJ9RClt3HQ_Q8x4ZMRfL03wDxyDTz_GwIVg-UOs8Aw7RCHiF9dmk1mnNjGVSgSOTFwBhaD5UuHTXTFHXUc5fvXsbfcF2irfg/s640/blogger-image--2097248442.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He has figured out pedaling! The little daredevil likes to go down the driveway, across the street, and into the neighbor's driveway. This scares me to death. Time to get a helmet and a bicycle with brakes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr_VroiCWbwFs11vpntS15Qa4oBpyexjJmkdcvFMGakIDUm9mFaO8JriQX3M3YGBIiflVWB8_dReHUqs6l5lciibfTUb5bq8-MSRPlifH_W6SJYTn_egIgqjRmanNMgoAXtR43LSFuODQ/s640/blogger-image-636686559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr_VroiCWbwFs11vpntS15Qa4oBpyexjJmkdcvFMGakIDUm9mFaO8JriQX3M3YGBIiflVWB8_dReHUqs6l5lciibfTUb5bq8-MSRPlifH_W6SJYTn_egIgqjRmanNMgoAXtR43LSFuODQ/s640/blogger-image-636686559.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Snow in Waco, Texas? What is that about? We got some quality play time in, had a day of school cancelled because we don't mess around with school buses driving on ice here, and then the sun came out and it was over. I would like to state for the record that we have spent two of the coldest winters of my life potty training. We have become friends with socks, along with our shirt and underwear.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiia-uQo5w_4gknobfO_FSOvjAjDMNh6HgdkN9kxIPZFdlWsaJD_qCDtRKRsCGuzF74WYXW6u5wtzTavKRUeHcK0_qlSAghCkaP5hKoDZWwBxND889UA33J6FqQEfyO8tZoIy8pUXtu_k0/s640/blogger-image--2062633852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiia-uQo5w_4gknobfO_FSOvjAjDMNh6HgdkN9kxIPZFdlWsaJD_qCDtRKRsCGuzF74WYXW6u5wtzTavKRUeHcK0_qlSAghCkaP5hKoDZWwBxND889UA33J6FqQEfyO8tZoIy8pUXtu_k0/s640/blogger-image--2062633852.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Whaaaaaat? When did he get tall enough to pull that bubble around himself? Post-surgery growth spurt is for real.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG8UkwTlQxJxoNrYQA2y1yzoleCtZknDZ7qibJ_-JjnZio73OFcOjzUliIXRvmLPHke3LptSGyoHjITFJ5ywFGRtuSK3ck-e-e-Qsome0pzapp024EjGvmwlWsOw4JNG3TRnD3N_srMA4/s640/blogger-image-518751242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG8UkwTlQxJxoNrYQA2y1yzoleCtZknDZ7qibJ_-JjnZio73OFcOjzUliIXRvmLPHke3LptSGyoHjITFJ5ywFGRtuSK3ck-e-e-Qsome0pzapp024EjGvmwlWsOw4JNG3TRnD3N_srMA4/s640/blogger-image-518751242.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJTdhuol8q_WIt6D41G7CFxmKH5fLyJhPTjcvYlLtLsXFzF9GknTCboPIbDqUqBT1Vn5HD-ZBlVlcTI8BvevTHpxzLgdWFMvNqAh7v3DDPFkommUSbk9Yz_mY2llB0ipvxRKPPMPzLII/s640/blogger-image-1304229726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJTdhuol8q_WIt6D41G7CFxmKH5fLyJhPTjcvYlLtLsXFzF9GknTCboPIbDqUqBT1Vn5HD-ZBlVlcTI8BvevTHpxzLgdWFMvNqAh7v3DDPFkommUSbk9Yz_mY2llB0ipvxRKPPMPzLII/s640/blogger-image-1304229726.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He rode all the way around the block with just a little help up the hill.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65MgTEQXUF_svKvHBWflOqEx2EB9Cmts0DSJi8gI30TB7_bk9Y15Q6_FeGlgq8wxJMel4aLRqcidS-D7Sjh2Qndq3iCV_ScR7DJB-OlFpTahSxqhnwM0UVFoXkjoVmOwO1M_wQmg5hRY/s640/blogger-image--1243584943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65MgTEQXUF_svKvHBWflOqEx2EB9Cmts0DSJi8gI30TB7_bk9Y15Q6_FeGlgq8wxJMel4aLRqcidS-D7Sjh2Qndq3iCV_ScR7DJB-OlFpTahSxqhnwM0UVFoXkjoVmOwO1M_wQmg5hRY/s640/blogger-image--1243584943.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This boy. This boy I prayed for, and have prayed so much for, and continue to pray for. He is going to do great things!</div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-22000987463869346642015-03-06T12:50:00.000-06:002015-03-06T12:50:10.090-06:00I just wanted to share...Where has <a href="https://consciousdiscipline.com/about/seven_powers_for_conscious_adults.asp">this information </a>been all my life? Obviously out there, but I really could have used this very clear, concise version a long time ago. I am so glad to have it now!! <br />
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In other news, I started a part time job about three weeks after my last post, and it has taken me the last six months to adjust to the new normal. I can't promise much here on this little blog of mine, but I have not forgotten that one of the main reasons I keep at it is to preserve memories and pictures of my kids that I wouldn't have otherwise. I've been filling my need to write in lots of other ways and spaces. Life is still going full steam ahead, and it still cannot get better than this.Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-72223915782981376362014-09-23T08:58:00.002-05:002014-09-23T08:58:21.631-05:00Ahhhh, autumn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Autumn! I have been loving the cooler weather in the morning on our walks to school. The snails are back, and my summer garden is gone and a new fall garden experiment is in place.<br />
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I have three in school this year, and one at home. The best quotes of the school year so far come from Rose.<br />
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"Mom, I thought I would HATE school, but I LOVE it!"<br />
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"Mom, I thought I would know NOTHING when I started school, but I know LOTS of things."<br />
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"Ellen thought I was going to get lots of color changes, but I haven't gotten a SINGLE ONE!"<br />
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R: "That's the boy I'm going to marry." M: "How do you know? Did you talk to him? Did he talk to you?" R: "No, but he looked at me the whole time we were having nap time. I'm going to marry him."<br />
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Elijah's visit to the cardiologist last week was exciting. His O2 was 98%!!!!!!!! The echo showed no leaking whatsoever, and the cardiologist said that Elijah is an example of a perfect Fontan. We are so grateful for our amazingly skilled pediatric cardiothoracic surgeon, Dr. Eric Mendeloff.<br />
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On the home front, Elijah has been reluctant to go to our co-op preschool without me, to his primary class on Sunday, and to even go on errands with me. His idea of a perfect day is staying home playing games with Mommy all day long. To his supreme disappointment and in spite of his vocal protests, this does not happen often.<br />
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Before the official start of fall and after the beginning of school, we have taken in a concert and fireworks at the new McLane stadium at Baylor and gotten caught in a downpour on our way to a football game in the same stadium. We fill our days with school, work, church, biking, piano, swimming, reading, playing, lying in a hammock in the back yard, tidying up, spending time with friends, and looking forward to more fun and time together as the season progresses.<br />
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<br />Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-20029156875664728762014-08-14T16:01:00.001-05:002014-08-14T16:01:59.565-05:00I read this today and I LOVE IT!<a href="http://powerofmoms.com/2013/01/you-dont-have-to-like-it/">http://powerofmoms.com/2013/01/you-dont-have-to-like-it/</a><div><br></div><div>You don't have to like it. I can totally get my head around that idea. Somehow it's affirming and liberating at the same time.</div><div><br></div><div>This is my favorite quote:</div><div><p style="margin: 10px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"I may wish for children who are perfectly obedient, respectful, kind, and generous, but if they were, then how would I grow? Motherhood is every bit as much about my personal growth and development as it is about my children’s."</span></p><p style="margin: 10px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also, today I am happy that I can be a good friend to someone who was having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I love her and her family so much, and I understand a little bit of what they are going through. Though I hated it at the time, now I'm kind of glad I've been there and done that.</span></p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzhsLmJgiqg-_mAmcStrpz2Tpo8-RjDAWBaW7t1baU36LqnifEMOjj1ixTOk-ouc1xU2ScHdoc05lgPjowCSkiXXIKb0dCSlQjPoJFZATkIT9QgybIIz80TtKLCSN3nIzMZ3KIpX67sM/s640/blogger-image--1570573350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzhsLmJgiqg-_mAmcStrpz2Tpo8-RjDAWBaW7t1baU36LqnifEMOjj1ixTOk-ouc1xU2ScHdoc05lgPjowCSkiXXIKb0dCSlQjPoJFZATkIT9QgybIIz80TtKLCSN3nIzMZ3KIpX67sM/s640/blogger-image--1570573350.jpg"></a></div>Matching tongue and shirt. That's talent.</div><p style="margin: 10px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 23px; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><a href="http://powerofmoms.com/2013/01/you-dont-have-to-like-it/meandkids/" rel="attachment wp-att-27613" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(18, 172, 206); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"></a></p></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-3945249146445162702014-08-09T21:55:00.001-05:002014-08-09T21:55:50.424-05:00First post-op checkup<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Elijah's morning meds used to look like this, with everything but the aspirin again at night.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4rcmVJoyJXPLsJuu7viXnQuf3_T1e1VYq0bYp7B345BEUPwdQSlzl9PYMEDcqmMqgwb5TuB9_Zgsfa1wNlMaqXcn9Z_XhOlfD5zMX49mwvcSSX5y8nXkgdejZvaq6iNLlJwgDtkFG45Q/s640/blogger-image--2113043998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4rcmVJoyJXPLsJuu7viXnQuf3_T1e1VYq0bYp7B345BEUPwdQSlzl9PYMEDcqmMqgwb5TuB9_Zgsfa1wNlMaqXcn9Z_XhOlfD5zMX49mwvcSSX5y8nXkgdejZvaq6iNLlJwgDtkFG45Q/s640/blogger-image--2113043998.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Last Thursday we took a day trip to Dallas to see his cardiologist.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4w6rJV0Hmv_LGIwQDIlYTnmdAvm7XDTb345XcG8qAeBd9bRzfDVGSDs4AlxfsYMA8oszAHcItFNuAu-5uBJYW5i1FjIiUrpGWqVWQudZU04UbQFeUg678iaCABKE1ELEPw2ui4KjnRKY/s640/blogger-image--1553340160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4w6rJV0Hmv_LGIwQDIlYTnmdAvm7XDTb345XcG8qAeBd9bRzfDVGSDs4AlxfsYMA8oszAHcItFNuAu-5uBJYW5i1FjIiUrpGWqVWQudZU04UbQFeUg678iaCABKE1ELEPw2ui4KjnRKY/s640/blogger-image--1553340160.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A trip to Dallas includes lunch and ice cream at Braum's.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhy5dh2MxbjKsXGiLJEYHXNfgyePypAKlX0Dy0GBiU64UGxkcShe0IS5sZbefhCzMi3cebewBPaJjgLT7Ksdbazr-EJbcb47w9Tb74ZhRCTkc-SLkEP3RKpTBiIJBv_nZgQhNabFIY9g/s640/blogger-image--43771333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhy5dh2MxbjKsXGiLJEYHXNfgyePypAKlX0Dy0GBiU64UGxkcShe0IS5sZbefhCzMi3cebewBPaJjgLT7Ksdbazr-EJbcb47w9Tb74ZhRCTkc-SLkEP3RKpTBiIJBv_nZgQhNabFIY9g/s640/blogger-image--43771333.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg18uWZxcyVIr731psAM5ybv136C58Q_QtRbK7xmsYY3C0IHNdQaQu0MYfMqSTi7-ITzd-hLDZI5c2P_mqwZUFD8RJb-9Xagv3wdhKxIjlQH1Ex82moJx7xjCF2kBs_67ND80DPrCDzkhI/s640/blogger-image-1445877172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg18uWZxcyVIr731psAM5ybv136C58Q_QtRbK7xmsYY3C0IHNdQaQu0MYfMqSTi7-ITzd-hLDZI5c2P_mqwZUFD8RJb-9Xagv3wdhKxIjlQH1Ex82moJx7xjCF2kBs_67ND80DPrCDzkhI/s640/blogger-image-1445877172.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">While Elijah and I checked in at the doctor's office, Jack and the kids walked around the hospital and found all of Elijah's favorite places.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUh-Inm88uP3hbe9uep5SQexcXB6JvG_1yyd8LbcmjuKjQvoNR4ZFkfV7TwRtt3rUC426V-_pvLxeOVdFbs6ezoA_i1ZtQ8Q9awdhX2DS364zbzkIgdd0QR1xQcf0t5jiiWccLb0XBYWc/s640/blogger-image--2059978898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUh-Inm88uP3hbe9uep5SQexcXB6JvG_1yyd8LbcmjuKjQvoNR4ZFkfV7TwRtt3rUC426V-_pvLxeOVdFbs6ezoA_i1ZtQ8Q9awdhX2DS364zbzkIgdd0QR1xQcf0t5jiiWccLb0XBYWc/s640/blogger-image--2059978898.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Elijah and I did paperwork, height and weight (12.8 kg), blood pressure, O2 (90%!) and an EKG, which Elijah hated. They put stickers all over his chest and clipped the stickers to the computer to monitor his heart function. He cried about the stickers coming off, too. His chest is very tender still.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmpMucl5advOpgkC2AAauBtb4ZXPhUTJhQS3uJOzFqKHk3qq287VRMaflOrVcA9_Y5lBSb9Wan3hFtKBUMcS_aqwMAfp6EiM__9Jple1GA9Q47nFBZmW23LyJ5-J1sK4KHU3d-noqxPoQ/s640/blogger-image-472232492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmpMucl5advOpgkC2AAauBtb4ZXPhUTJhQS3uJOzFqKHk3qq287VRMaflOrVcA9_Y5lBSb9Wan3hFtKBUMcS_aqwMAfp6EiM__9Jple1GA9Q47nFBZmW23LyJ5-J1sK4KHU3d-noqxPoQ/s640/blogger-image-472232492.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Then he had a sonogram, crying, lying on me, until M&Ms and Mater on the tv cheered him up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">When Dr. Verma came in to talk to us, Elijah remembered to tell him he doesn't want to take the yucky aldactazide anymore. It turns out that they checked his lungs a little when they were doing the heart sonogram and didn't see any fluid, so we are starting to wean off the diuretic, starting with the yucky one. We are down to three morning meds and one again at night. Yea!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjsAjL1T_LrvzqE72j5IsVBgyg6BfMT34rM9McyvPkEfZkpMLBXQr5TxD9V8jweLPZgopU-1qVwLlSRSygHct02pMDX9AlQdk5QvCZTNaxN3O2BS-WpD8FOweReC2OymsvV2VKL7S34U/s640/blogger-image--1768020244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjsAjL1T_LrvzqE72j5IsVBgyg6BfMT34rM9McyvPkEfZkpMLBXQr5TxD9V8jweLPZgopU-1qVwLlSRSygHct02pMDX9AlQdk5QvCZTNaxN3O2BS-WpD8FOweReC2OymsvV2VKL7S34U/s640/blogger-image--1768020244.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After the checkup, we headed over to the Perot Museum to spend the afternoon.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMyCG6i9vlpVzwryXqgZe5p-wznw_A2otW_Akb9KAa2T0tWJat_5iIqY1X8aYatQi1eGQYigvSDAntrzxxebY3LD1tq-7HL51RBIj3MMSuVccuWpMBl3A5_moIPUe592bkhPgUju7uvJQ/s640/blogger-image--1972480903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMyCG6i9vlpVzwryXqgZe5p-wznw_A2otW_Akb9KAa2T0tWJat_5iIqY1X8aYatQi1eGQYigvSDAntrzxxebY3LD1tq-7HL51RBIj3MMSuVccuWpMBl3A5_moIPUe592bkhPgUju7uvJQ/s640/blogger-image--1972480903.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpCUwdOIYnJF10FlXsVnSipyHBQBQBPT-j2keCE9GjaQ_7WEdOVq7QfT9dwuubO8TdAm6Nw_MzQG5-wvpH_VYj5C_dbnhvklmQd87RIy8ORQdjLhkHX7kBWLxNemq7JRIGS_iU6ZIpFY/s640/blogger-image--2065661957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpCUwdOIYnJF10FlXsVnSipyHBQBQBPT-j2keCE9GjaQ_7WEdOVq7QfT9dwuubO8TdAm6Nw_MzQG5-wvpH_VYj5C_dbnhvklmQd87RIy8ORQdjLhkHX7kBWLxNemq7JRIGS_iU6ZIpFY/s640/blogger-image--2065661957.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTE37xlRl_aopad7wF8Tnv90VBYz_JxKk5PGhZ7N86i-Xt_JHMVnTn1MRixMXtp3Wj9diTvcWi5qOea8zd4XwWqgWIYnGmUyFG7dt6YWv7xpndnQXxm-6FIh4l6_Pe9S0bSWt706I96o/s640/blogger-image-412244442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTE37xlRl_aopad7wF8Tnv90VBYz_JxKk5PGhZ7N86i-Xt_JHMVnTn1MRixMXtp3Wj9diTvcWi5qOea8zd4XwWqgWIYnGmUyFG7dt6YWv7xpndnQXxm-6FIh4l6_Pe9S0bSWt706I96o/s640/blogger-image-412244442.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Dinosaurs in 3D!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We wore ourselves out having fun, and then had dinner and finished off the day with a trip to the Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey circus at the American Airlines Center. We got free tickets while Elijah was in the hospital and thought it would be a good thing to do the same day as his checkup since we would already be in Dallas. The day was long, but it was so fun. I had some low expectations based on a childhood experience with a circus, and I was pleasantly surprised and amazed. It was a very, very, very good show. Elijah's favorite animal is the tiger, and he was over the moon to see ten tigers in real life doing their tricks.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Once Ellen realized that things were going on in the dark areas, she was almost more interested in trying to figure out what they were setting up for next than in what was going on front and center. Funny. She was also a perfect responding audience member. Every time the ringmaster said something like, "If you want to be amazed, someone say YES!" Ellen was jumping out of her seat and yelling.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">By the time we got home Thursday night it was nearly midnight. Good news at the doctor's office, good fun at the museum and the circus, and good night, sleeping children all the way home. </div><br></div><br></div></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-14500400139225568832014-08-01T20:17:00.001-05:002015-04-17T21:57:28.778-05:00HomeThings are back to pretty normal around here. We got home Monday afternoon and played with Nana, visiting cousin Kason, and Ellen, Jack, and Rose.<div><br></div><div>Tuesday we all went to the summer dollar movie to see "Walking with Dinosaurs." Wednesday we went to the Hewitt Library end of summer splash party and Hewitt Park. Mostly we played at the park. Elijah was too short for most of the inflatables and wouldn't have been able to climb them anyway. (No pushing or pulling for 4-6 weeks to allow his sternum to heal.)</div><div><br></div><div>Elijah had an appointment with his pediatrician to check in after surgery. Dr. Clark's medical student got to play twenty questions with us and try to "diagnose" Elijah. Fail. Elijah's heart defect is one of the most rare of all congenital heart defects. We had a nice visit and got the all clear for Elijah to go ahead and have his teeth cleaned as scheduled with the other kids next week.</div><div><br></div><div>Pa came in time for dinner Wednesday evening, and Thursday he took Kason and Nana back home. We will miss them, especially the kids, who have been super spoiled by all the Nana and Pa attention.</div><div><br></div><div>Thursday afternoon we went to turn in our library reading logs and eat lunch with some kids meal coupons the kids scored for reading. Then we spent some time at the Mayborn Museum and finished up the day with dinner and a movie at home for Daddy and the kids, and a fun baby shower with dinner and friends for Mommy.</div><div><br></div><div>Today we did yard work and errands, cleaned the house and went to see another movie. We are really living it up here, taking advantage of Daddy's last few days off. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71cgPv3osNOVNvtYfcZcpsJepuhu5QOJIpEMVfrVVenECp793W7gMu6vAKU4IIh11xXKx3TEFnL7sDjdX7tXIJgxzmRa1b-_PJNQXahfXrPjagJu7CvB2DFK_ywF7J2vrcd8I40_oaJg/s640/blogger-image-1068216442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71cgPv3osNOVNvtYfcZcpsJepuhu5QOJIpEMVfrVVenECp793W7gMu6vAKU4IIh11xXKx3TEFnL7sDjdX7tXIJgxzmRa1b-_PJNQXahfXrPjagJu7CvB2DFK_ywF7J2vrcd8I40_oaJg/s640/blogger-image-1068216442.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85q0gtV9cpVmYz5WQX7XVecJLcW4U-l-g37Gp4XHNyo8qqPK0zL7DFB2HvyvMeSO2H-jWS1cYbBJp6MdaVQj28iVVu2ek02sBZhZFzhhx0_w9YoDYiLU_oqktspks45m_Pfe_nn9w6Q4/s640/blogger-image-254475981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85q0gtV9cpVmYz5WQX7XVecJLcW4U-l-g37Gp4XHNyo8qqPK0zL7DFB2HvyvMeSO2H-jWS1cYbBJp6MdaVQj28iVVu2ek02sBZhZFzhhx0_w9YoDYiLU_oqktspks45m_Pfe_nn9w6Q4/s640/blogger-image-254475981.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And loving the nice weather.</div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-34842923499110226972014-07-28T12:50:00.001-05:002014-07-28T12:50:27.147-05:00Fontan +11<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-pSVeAl-lIbMWCYiud86c__lf_noh_agdyEtLS2KtP6CndP0yMg_vUfn1o-TW9tgLCrMOVswgcqFBmLjP6xCPXDh6cnMxlBqZikTH1qWECU_QvZemsj0ZIHPgVTVqegy3anYpgcJe24/s640/blogger-image-897301376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-pSVeAl-lIbMWCYiud86c__lf_noh_agdyEtLS2KtP6CndP0yMg_vUfn1o-TW9tgLCrMOVswgcqFBmLjP6xCPXDh6cnMxlBqZikTH1qWECU_QvZemsj0ZIHPgVTVqegy3anYpgcJe24/s640/blogger-image-897301376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRbX9e3CHvR7BZm6sbg6wpwJlCPMfPjidjpZrOVtJh6uo4WEfflvvawvlVTEjKfhVrtPGLeonbsN47QSfB54I4Dnl1jdyaGlq_-13LmMrVaO40lHsWNHZF_7NUSSQtiT-VgKnIT4h_OfI/s640/blogger-image--2139508708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRbX9e3CHvR7BZm6sbg6wpwJlCPMfPjidjpZrOVtJh6uo4WEfflvvawvlVTEjKfhVrtPGLeonbsN47QSfB54I4Dnl1jdyaGlq_-13LmMrVaO40lHsWNHZF_7NUSSQtiT-VgKnIT4h_OfI/s640/blogger-image--2139508708.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-pSVeAl-lIbMWCYiud86c__lf_noh_agdyEtLS2KtP6CndP0yMg_vUfn1o-TW9tgLCrMOVswgcqFBmLjP6xCPXDh6cnMxlBqZikTH1qWECU_QvZemsj0ZIHPgVTVqegy3anYpgcJe24/s640/blogger-image-897301376.jpg"></div>Home again, home again, jiggity jig.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We are out of the hospital!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Elijah already has two follow up appointments, one with his pediatrician and one with his cardiologist.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He's going home on aspirin and two different diuretics, aldactizide and furosemide. They will wean him off the diuretics over time, but the aspirin is probably for life. Good thing it tastes like candy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">In addition, he is on scheduled ibuprofen and acetaminophen for inflammation and pain.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIJZrjo9IPpDG3yE4_fJvNLCm_sXLHTstabBkttImNDf0taeFzRTREFVE4Iv3zzx4Tv8JfaT-iTqyUeEtX3hx6DkuZzkTCAbu-xa3kyqJUPM2Pywv-RPY3jSmx2nZwxe7y-YCVCMzemU/s640/blogger-image-1233735197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIJZrjo9IPpDG3yE4_fJvNLCm_sXLHTstabBkttImNDf0taeFzRTREFVE4Iv3zzx4Tv8JfaT-iTqyUeEtX3hx6DkuZzkTCAbu-xa3kyqJUPM2Pywv-RPY3jSmx2nZwxe7y-YCVCMzemU/s640/blogger-image-1233735197.jpg"></a></div>It was such a relief to leave that he immediately fell asleep in the car. He has been on high alert for the past week, looking out for nurses in blue scrubs. He's going to be a little shy for quite a while.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This blog will now return to its regularly scheduled programming. Thanks for following Elijah's progress. Look forward to news about the rest of us!<br></div>Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242349723318174854noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-79411809803611668352014-07-27T16:31:00.001-05:002014-07-27T16:31:12.995-05:00Fontan +10<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Yesterday a sweet friend surprised us with a visit. Thank you so much for coming by! Being in the hospital for so long can feel a little isolating at times, so it is fun to have visitors. Even if Elijah takes his time warming up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0bolPMdljjBkk2HtDBE9JQy7zST8DtMUpKrJa4zMzufR-p77apJWXWzqmrwUHJzlTRYtOGZSWAaYkLu_msOQp2czlLd0uQDPdkEwucg10Y-77HZYvs181MEOjZnBo_d0AHth_BGiRwQ/s640/blogger-image--137202299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0bolPMdljjBkk2HtDBE9JQy7zST8DtMUpKrJa4zMzufR-p77apJWXWzqmrwUHJzlTRYtOGZSWAaYkLu_msOQp2czlLd0uQDPdkEwucg10Y-77HZYvs181MEOjZnBo_d0AHth_BGiRwQ/s640/blogger-image--137202299.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Another friend from our Lubbock days came yesterday evening to catch and bring delicious Korean food. We liked it. A lot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This morning Dr. Verma came with the fantastic news that Elijah blood work and X-ray came back looking great and that we can go home tomorrow! Yea!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We celebrated by eating lunch in the cafeteria and going for a walk.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85PH7gGrS0JcfGcSCiBw49kjOQDSdpwNlvgOb6e2YweB_cUi9Y213FJQQTDaClTl1kooW53hTQykeGEihyOFfgjXw6Cx_k-oKSmJlw04s6p1ufxvDFrM2b_Zj4MRLaim0iTSRU_SiyuQ/s640/blogger-image-1435725672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85PH7gGrS0JcfGcSCiBw49kjOQDSdpwNlvgOb6e2YweB_cUi9Y213FJQQTDaClTl1kooW53hTQykeGEihyOFfgjXw6Cx_k-oKSmJlw04s6p1ufxvDFrM2b_Zj4MRLaim0iTSRU_SiyuQ/s640/blogger-image-1435725672.jpg"></a></div><br></div>I found a nearby ward to go to for Sacrament Meeting this morning. It was a little weird to leave the hospital and drive around, but worth it. While I was gone the nurse took out Elijah's last IV. While we were on our walk I yanked off his cheek stickers that were left over from his oxygen cannula.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLHmWz_4YXxIm_XYqrKS5pMNr52yGE9RjfIISq4FoOQ3ldTkDhWoQpLkPqeqfmAifpuTR_SYDIK1TPWy8yJldQOEbVy9ON3Xw9QapoaMlcJ3nkZ6-K907KoMQxp5gDDkqzeKxpjIUkyE/s640/blogger-image-622903858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikLHmWz_4YXxIm_XYqrKS5pMNr52yGE9RjfIISq4FoOQ3ldTkDhWoQpLkPqeqfmAifpuTR_SYDIK1TPWy8yJldQOEbVy9ON3Xw9QapoaMlcJ3nkZ6-K907KoMQxp5gDDkqzeKxpjIUkyE/s640/blogger-image-622903858.jpg"></a></div></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He was kind of mad and was trying not to smile.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkz3jskagHKDmREXJosaUDL1g6t2kYpRrIhgQ5P2JlaZKyS0xquVxofaPbaZQWAJoy5kvhJebmGSTKjnt3S-Nrd4fmsvsU5QvSLlUM30ZDI-Q9AbahoGsjbMyYkeS7bOqUMpdz9TLOIpQ/s640/blogger-image--20172573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkz3jskagHKDmREXJosaUDL1g6t2kYpRrIhgQ5P2JlaZKyS0xquVxofaPbaZQWAJoy5kvhJebmGSTKjnt3S-Nrd4fmsvsU5QvSLlUM30ZDI-Q9AbahoGsjbMyYkeS7bOqUMpdz9TLOIpQ/s640/blogger-image--20172573.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">But then he got over it, and he looks great!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdojvWZHSfFhnLAe9-9vehr-I3bCQa2N0sGrKQsgQKCmZUGYzHI3TVxPssOp6YD1JA_tz8xPXRBLuBR_Z5YvSEQjU8U2rjVSVv63E2f5KbmgsCzQkXacRJuqKP_t0LMpPR0XHkq3cFsuw/s640/blogger-image--49604511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdojvWZHSfFhnLAe9-9vehr-I3bCQa2N0sGrKQsgQKCmZUGYzHI3TVxPssOp6YD1JA_tz8xPXRBLuBR_Z5YvSEQjU8U2rjVSVv63E2f5KbmgsCzQkXacRJuqKP_t0LMpPR0XHkq3cFsuw/s640/blogger-image--49604511.jpg"></a></div>I'm not gonna lie... I never expected to see him at 98% oxygen saturation on room air ever. We were working on deep breaths, and it obviously paid off! He is like a new little man, running, jumping, and climbing. The next challenge is keeping him from overdoing it for the next four to six weeks and giving his sternum a chance to heal. It's not going to be easy, but so worth it!</div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-61731784057867731172014-07-26T13:43:00.001-05:002014-07-26T13:46:07.688-05:00Fontan +9Good news! The cardiologist was very happy with this morning's X-ray. He stopped all IV meds and changed to oral furosemide (diuretic) twice a day. This is what Elijah was taking at home, so we got permission to use the meds we brought from home. Hopefully Elijah will remember they do not taste gross and will take them without a fuss. <div><br></div><div>He still has to take potassium because the blood draw showed it was low this morning. They changed to a liquid that could be easier to get in him, but right after he (unwillingly) took it he threw up. Blah.</div><div><br></div><div>As long as Elijah keeps looking good on oral diuretics, we will probably be able to bring him home Monday.</div><div><br></div><div>We had a visit from two hospital security officers after I set off the smoke alarm in Elijah's room while straightening my hair this morning. What?! Elijah slept throught it all.</div><div><br></div><div>We've taken a long walk all over the hospital today. The play room is closed on the weekends, so we asked the nurse for directions to the nearest park. She laughed. We laughed...a little.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKgZ2uY275nV5BAEbqu_c7TupjsZfY06ZmCz41WNX7dUbGcwVOymepajWc2Us07dW_GHXp0Qgzj7IVkweXn2cBt9K6ahQGg2Qn1pXENefeADmOnbbMiGSpg9enrHzOmEz1EA-erxealLk/s640/blogger-image--2005154906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKgZ2uY275nV5BAEbqu_c7TupjsZfY06ZmCz41WNX7dUbGcwVOymepajWc2Us07dW_GHXp0Qgzj7IVkweXn2cBt9K6ahQGg2Qn1pXENefeADmOnbbMiGSpg9enrHzOmEz1EA-erxealLk/s640/blogger-image--2005154906.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242349723318174854noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-50978492645899638902014-07-26T13:17:00.001-05:002014-07-26T13:58:00.131-05:00You know you've been at the hospital too long when...<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDVWQF8PKyAKQh8SDTrnv8jTNskqu6ZtB9WoXUpBSjobWjCO0hGp9i5np6vwNGmfhBVn39tJSIaDxGjQgz_LIGJTc3SBsUekT4-Z-3TbDiyWKt6eOnWJiUpK80NeJMSxFnb1outz0cYqc/s640/blogger-image--1623878540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDVWQF8PKyAKQh8SDTrnv8jTNskqu6ZtB9WoXUpBSjobWjCO0hGp9i5np6vwNGmfhBVn39tJSIaDxGjQgz_LIGJTc3SBsUekT4-Z-3TbDiyWKt6eOnWJiUpK80NeJMSxFnb1outz0cYqc/s640/blogger-image--1623878540.jpg"></a></div>...you start referring to meds as "PO" or "NPO" and "Q8" or "Q12."</span><br><div>...you can make tuna crackers and peanut butter apples just like at home using cafeteria food.</div><div>...your child can sleep through the smoke detector alarm.</div><div>...your three-year-old can read the pulse ox monitor and tell you his own sat. And he knows when to say, "yea!"</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxuFcLvn6aICljzX7AXSYmUnD2TRB9r-mXhSksUCmZc3ZgI2xWfzOJVP3aYo6ZxRqSnj9CswYEAu_EnpyeMVt9QAdsvyT3w4ZG5yzLBfi3JaGag0EUpx5YAeKPW47-4n-D3SFI2KOjAA/s640/blogger-image-1953463934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxuFcLvn6aICljzX7AXSYmUnD2TRB9r-mXhSksUCmZc3ZgI2xWfzOJVP3aYo6ZxRqSnj9CswYEAu_EnpyeMVt9QAdsvyT3w4ZG5yzLBfi3JaGag0EUpx5YAeKPW47-4n-D3SFI2KOjAA/s640/blogger-image-1953463934.jpg"></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">...you know how to connect and disconnect the monitors and you do anytime you leave the room and come back.</span></div><div>...your fingernails are the longest they have been in a long time because you haven't done any normal household chores or cleaning in a week.</div><div>...you're running out of the travel sized toothpaste you brought.</div><div>...you realize you're actually going to still be here when Phineas and Ferb Star Wars premieres on the Disney Channel, and you're looking forward to watching it. (No cable at home.)</div><div>...you have read every book you brought and resort to checking out teen fiction from the children's floor library or reading one of the political/legal thrillers your husband brought and has also finished reading.</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">...the charge nurse sees you approaching the nursing station and says, "Hey, troublemaker!"</span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxwSc6I3L4xRC9aRCMPR8ClGhho1DOD_dEGs-Q3rq52Wwct7cUy-F2jlWF7ZLpYlXNq7fq-z9858aLfzbk3XG1LQIhXWKZ-ehHvRnaXCuPNTBelexsBR1B1sgNnhSIkl8LMqN_QsXh19s/s640/blogger-image-995656736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxwSc6I3L4xRC9aRCMPR8ClGhho1DOD_dEGs-Q3rq52Wwct7cUy-F2jlWF7ZLpYlXNq7fq-z9858aLfzbk3XG1LQIhXWKZ-ehHvRnaXCuPNTBelexsBR1B1sgNnhSIkl8LMqN_QsXh19s/s640/blogger-image-995656736.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-7402827579612118602014-07-25T20:21:00.001-05:002014-07-25T20:27:49.065-05:00Fontan +8Good news! Elijah's chest X-ray looked better this morning, so they dropped the extra diuretic. He is still on an IV diuretic three times a day, an oral diuretic twice a day, potassium by mouth twice a day, and aspirin once a day. We will see what tomorrow's X-ray brings. Hopefully closer to home.<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gf_JHcnz2C-mGz4lf2EzGVfxAdQMUmGZZbg7lsXH07SHyklTjcd8Q0Y7524HRlwtnxLP0VoinV2f29rZFcqIJlBsygXfZjLwi1c_Sx_KrjqQ0XE6mPi33yDEPEpnXSAP5Wy8s7lJijc/s640/blogger-image--592303579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gf_JHcnz2C-mGz4lf2EzGVfxAdQMUmGZZbg7lsXH07SHyklTjcd8Q0Y7524HRlwtnxLP0VoinV2f29rZFcqIJlBsygXfZjLwi1c_Sx_KrjqQ0XE6mPi33yDEPEpnXSAP5Wy8s7lJijc/s640/blogger-image--592303579.jpg"></a></div>The fish tank in the family waiting area is nice and peaceful. We never see anyone waiting there.<br><div><br></div><div>Today we "slept in" after waking up every three hours for a med, poke, or X-ray. After a late breakfast we walked, played, ate lunch, played some more, watched a movie and checked in for meds, and ordered dinner in Elijah's room. Uncle Allen and his work partner came by for a visit in their police officer uniforms, compete with flashlights, fire arms, hand sanitizer and stickers. It was fun to talk to them!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyrZbBx3MYBglRdB4ctbxT1atTX80w6_1EdKzHbNZn8rRXEfLi00yRa9CRUEcpD4AAnc4UB-q3z-9SFQmyl3UYa0oCseVDA5NI_9VHasPaozDXxqi6d_-irefmrWllTjRoF6Q2uPT-Q_s/s640/blogger-image--1698860796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyrZbBx3MYBglRdB4ctbxT1atTX80w6_1EdKzHbNZn8rRXEfLi00yRa9CRUEcpD4AAnc4UB-q3z-9SFQmyl3UYa0oCseVDA5NI_9VHasPaozDXxqi6d_-irefmrWllTjRoF6Q2uPT-Q_s/s640/blogger-image--1698860796.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHBqj9xA9fan2RH9YIj6rc3yEOilI9Dd405EhwbBiRXD8EDt1gYCKagK0C_oLh0iFD0GA8oDZxuoC1WWzMS7f12XoEecFld1HrauaMQx6mkipl1kkZL3RAOWFuWt8v7G0ebDlMB0UdxL4/s640/blogger-image-1843972825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHBqj9xA9fan2RH9YIj6rc3yEOilI9Dd405EhwbBiRXD8EDt1gYCKagK0C_oLh0iFD0GA8oDZxuoC1WWzMS7f12XoEecFld1HrauaMQx6mkipl1kkZL3RAOWFuWt8v7G0ebDlMB0UdxL4/s640/blogger-image-1843972825.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>After dinner we took it easy, and Elijah must be feeling good with his O2 sat hovering around 90-92. Hooray for good numbers! Elijah has also learned to recognize 91 and 92 from paying attention to us and the monitor. Other new favorite vocabulary words: Medical City Children's Hospital, cafeteria, cannula, and yucky medicine.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7eSb2Wf72RN8N3Tvny7sFyhxGJ9d_gHhWY5_2kz-_cddvpMBKxjNSG37zDRLdqGFWyrOlG6Cyq8NXA46EdXzNIwR4X2Mj6Smjblzg_ik9C8Nf4Z3L2eRWV_XK5fmnG6dUMhIUJnHJtE/s640/blogger-image--1411178609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7eSb2Wf72RN8N3Tvny7sFyhxGJ9d_gHhWY5_2kz-_cddvpMBKxjNSG37zDRLdqGFWyrOlG6Cyq8NXA46EdXzNIwR4X2Mj6Smjblzg_ik9C8Nf4Z3L2eRWV_XK5fmnG6dUMhIUJnHJtE/s640/blogger-image--1411178609.jpg"></a></div>This is aspirin, and not yucky. He just rejects all oral meds currently...</div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBbTdP20buBAH0E8nYi4f0zqWfh2qVu0xH_WFez6t_mA-6Ks6uZhuKOH16lu7J0Re58x-_ymDo7LN5NKGxZoWpmAPVN1uSYlgMrv53UNqUwW7K84_h533SjxQ8RymyiXpkBbMw_pf8FBQ/s640/blogger-image-843766126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBbTdP20buBAH0E8nYi4f0zqWfh2qVu0xH_WFez6t_mA-6Ks6uZhuKOH16lu7J0Re58x-_ymDo7LN5NKGxZoWpmAPVN1uSYlgMrv53UNqUwW7K84_h533SjxQ8RymyiXpkBbMw_pf8FBQ/s640/blogger-image-843766126.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Also, Zoe the visiting clown proclaimed Elijah "a tough audience." You have no idea.</div></div></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-32642269024598740712014-07-24T21:12:00.001-05:002014-07-24T21:12:39.152-05:00Elijah: baffling doctors since 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0y4IWG6b9NfhztV5pYuLLYhPYWdyTp_yyHzaQDqLIH7bKn9d5Jbun0xy0SOyWMd2dLSJ3EvVJi1gPgIkOGZ-WVP1_C1zkZbgQcRlU3JtsiCkcFhxFMRiP7aaZyIh2ZXqGeb6sLUp0Y7s/s640/blogger-image--589275621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0y4IWG6b9NfhztV5pYuLLYhPYWdyTp_yyHzaQDqLIH7bKn9d5Jbun0xy0SOyWMd2dLSJ3EvVJi1gPgIkOGZ-WVP1_C1zkZbgQcRlU3JtsiCkcFhxFMRiP7aaZyIh2ZXqGeb6sLUp0Y7s/s640/blogger-image--589275621.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">When Elijah was born in 2010, they had the cath lab and nicu standing by because they expected to take him to surgery immediately after birth. They reserved the largest room in the ICU post op because he was so young, they thought he would need extra machinery, including a prolonged time on the ecmo or heart/lung bypass machine.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Contrary to expectations, Elijah was discharged in 21 days. After his second surgery five months later, we were home in five days.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The cardiologist paid us a second visit this afternoon to discuss the results of the sonogram he ordered to take a closer look at the pleural effusions that are keeping us here. He and the nurses are surprised that his O2 sat stays consistently in the high 80s and sometimes 90s. He is up and all outward indications show that he is getting better. The sonogram showed very little fluid on the left side and less fluid on the right than he expected, based on the X-ray, so that is good news. Still, we need to see the amount of fluid actually decreasing before we can transition off IV meds. The doctor seemed surprised to see Elijah looking so good in all other areas in spite of the continued fluid accumulation.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">As much as we are all tired of the hospital, we definitely want Elijah well enough that we will not run the risk of ending up back here after he is discharged, so we are doing what we can to help him understand what's going on, to take unpleasant oral meds quickly and move on. His negotiation skills have developed tremendously. It's too bad there are some things you just can't bargain away.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Today we took a walk outside to get some fresh air, vitamin D, and get a closer look at the fountain. Then Elijah ranked the three fountains we have discovered so far at Medical City Children's Hospital. The outside fountain is definitely his favorite. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We were invited to the first birthday party of twins who were born conjoined and have been treated here. It was quite the event with media and lots of hospital staff attending. All the pediatric patients were invited as well. Elijah scored balloons, cake, punch, and live savers candy. It was fun, and a reminder that I will take my own hard challenges any day rather than trade with someone else.</div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-10830023560483065402014-07-24T12:47:00.001-05:002014-07-24T12:47:44.214-05:00More time......to play his favorite game in the play room. Looking on the bright side on things :)<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCsIQA1iMwP-tw_iymUDsRxgXE1aaW28Rkc2JhqcscpuO3Dsjf793lNSS4NtCP_OPiZyrElBJM_xjlDo0o-e4WwHMxbp25kfY9MBWKSf7dvTy8KvjdQy8JNSJMnlHirFEYrHIW_jjjtjs/s640/blogger-image--1685830970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCsIQA1iMwP-tw_iymUDsRxgXE1aaW28Rkc2JhqcscpuO3Dsjf793lNSS4NtCP_OPiZyrElBJM_xjlDo0o-e4WwHMxbp25kfY9MBWKSf7dvTy8KvjdQy8JNSJMnlHirFEYrHIW_jjjtjs/s640/blogger-image--1685830970.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-75489926914519827192014-07-24T12:26:00.001-05:002014-07-24T12:26:42.609-05:00Fontan +7We just visited with the rounding cardiologist. Sigh... More fluid, more diuretics, staying longer...<div><br></div><div>They're adding two IV doses of a different diuretic to his daily regimen. The fluid has to start coming off or we will be back to worst case scenario: reinserting a chest tube.</div><div><br></div><div>Praying for lots of pee!</div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-87331759706145752982014-07-24T00:00:00.001-05:002014-07-24T00:00:59.580-05:00Fontan +6<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; clear: both;">So we had good <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">news and bad news today. The bad news is the X-ray this morning showed fluid on Elijah's lungs still, enough that the cardiologist increased his diuretics to three doses a day by IV and one oral dose. The diuretics cause loss of potassium in the blood, so Elijah also has to continue taking potassium twice a day by mouth, usually crushed up in a Popsicle slush. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCuRHltuIaw6Vl8BNJaGPq__0nuKaE4i7ykG0dljX2-twmbrgn6CZdOGJBLv950z378rTRgAJdcScSmBQN3gyTPVn3zniDm3UfaaEgrjiPsbnvqmHfGJybawTeWeJwyt0SS4mDJPZNio/s640/blogger-image--101667907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEaBrzvf6GAC59MtxKhs_EYlV5JUnGN8mHSwIgJVbBMC63gCCJJBv3hyEnCWhj-Gmiw9gw6i3EnXFPD2Ar8dv3sIXtHev_QjfU1N5P5ADzu4Tyjr0ZDFltZA86jEUuVmj9WN7Sis3STxY/s640/blogger-image--440337376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEaBrzvf6GAC59MtxKhs_EYlV5JUnGN8mHSwIgJVbBMC63gCCJJBv3hyEnCWhj-Gmiw9gw6i3EnXFPD2Ar8dv3sIXtHev_QjfU1N5P5ADzu4Tyjr0ZDFltZA86jEUuVmj9WN7Sis3STxY/s640/blogger-image--440337376.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The good news is Elijah is definitely feeling better and more like himself because he was running around in addition to walking, went down to the cafeteria for all his meals, talked to the nurses more, and was a little more cooperative about taking meds and vitals. He had a bath today and wore his own awesome new Spider-Man socks. (Thanks to Daddy's friends at work!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Elijah loved talking very briefly on the phone with his brother Jack, and his sisters Ellen and Rose, and Nana.</div><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCuRHltuIaw6Vl8BNJaGPq__0nuKaE4i7ykG0dljX2-twmbrgn6CZdOGJBLv950z378rTRgAJdcScSmBQN3gyTPVn3zniDm3UfaaEgrjiPsbnvqmHfGJybawTeWeJwyt0SS4mDJPZNio/s640/blogger-image--101667907.jpg"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Unfortunately, our night nurse discovered that Elijah's one remaining good IV was leaking when she came to give meds at 9:30 tonight. It took two hours to get the poke expert here, a new IV in, and meds administered. So much for getting to bed early tonight.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We do know that we will be here all day tomorrow and tomorrow night, and after that we will see what the cardiologist sees and says. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers.</div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-78886739368478841022014-07-23T00:20:00.001-05:002014-07-23T00:20:19.142-05:00Fontan +5<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcx8ix3hs8rifQzCeEe5Zo1MMCzMiEPgk0h4DJosC6rbXHFWsaywgY1pk0gap8NMwZa-EwraSoMi2yvK5rpyeqON2HZRjyP_mxoqTGq86pBlEgEdjnu__KZo-pxSagw88A1S5ZW5fWQxQ/s640/blogger-image-1161214210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcx8ix3hs8rifQzCeEe5Zo1MMCzMiEPgk0h4DJosC6rbXHFWsaywgY1pk0gap8NMwZa-EwraSoMi2yvK5rpyeqON2HZRjyP_mxoqTGq86pBlEgEdjnu__KZo-pxSagw88A1S5ZW5fWQxQ/s640/blogger-image-1161214210.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Most of our day today felt more like a stay at an over-priced hotel than being a patient at a hospital, but there were plenty of reminders of reality.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Until today, all of Elijah's sticks for IVs and lines happened while he was sedated, and blood draws came from his central line, so it came as quite an unpleasant shock to wake up to the lab tech drawing blood starting with a needle poke and ending with a bandaid. Soon after that, transport arrived with a wheelchair to take him down for an X-ray. We were used to someone arriving and doing the X-ray right in his room. Just after breakfast we were giving him the oral meds he hates, and just after he finished taking the last one, Elijah threw everything up, including breakfast. :(</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The rest of the day we walked all over the hospital. We got to take Elijah with us down to the cafeteria to eat instead of ordering a tray to his room. We discovered the children's floor library and read a few books. We spent a little time in the playroom, took a trip to a vending machine, watched movies, and walked some more.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Just as soon as Elijah fell asleep after dinner, exhausted from walking and walking and walking, the night nurse came in with another round of oral meds. Seeing panic and terror in my baby's eyes as I coaxed him to eat a Popsicle slush mixed with crushed potassium (while he cried and told me it tasted yucky) made me want to toss it in the trash, carry him out to the car and drive home. Good sense prevailed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This morning's X-ray showed less fluid around his lungs, but still more than is safe, so we will stay another night, monitor, check blood and take an X-ray in the morning, and pray for good news.</div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-14206647118510098832014-07-21T22:21:00.001-05:002014-07-21T22:21:05.590-05:00Fontan +4<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This morning Elijah woke up in a good mood, ate a whole bowl of a Fruit Loops, went for a walk and then wanted to sit on the couch in his room with Daddy instead of get back in bed. He was sitting there playing memory when the doctor came for his rounds. After taking a look at Elijah and checking his vitals manually because he was off the monitors, he said it looked like Elijah was done with the ICU.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">During the course of the day they removed the last chest tube, turned off the oxygen, stopped the milrinone drip, did a chest X-ray, a sonogram, and an echo, and then called for a room upstairs on the regular pedi floor. Elijah was awake and playing games, walking laps, eating, using the toilet and watching movies all day. He took a short nap just before dinner, when they gave us the final word that we were being kicked out of the Congenital Heart Surgical Unit (ICU), and we packed Elijah's five bags of clothes, toys, snacks and gifts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After dinner it took an hour to get Elijah to take his chewable Tylenol and the potassium crushed and mixed with a Popsicle, but he did it and got really excited about taking a ride in the wagon to a new room on the children's floor where the play room is a short walk away.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimQop5t2Z6CHc8w9TmHbnB5qbisV38kxSp6aUkQtodPCoIBmL8ryU-yN-EPqjm4VLQbHbGyJHpSZ1Ye8HedePWqIn2v9LA4ZpHStSkEqUnYz-eVSVySX3iEcZzMB48tEZFKGrDIjwhf6Y/s640/blogger-image-1971223042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimQop5t2Z6CHc8w9TmHbnB5qbisV38kxSp6aUkQtodPCoIBmL8ryU-yN-EPqjm4VLQbHbGyJHpSZ1Ye8HedePWqIn2v9LA4ZpHStSkEqUnYz-eVSVySX3iEcZzMB48tEZFKGrDIjwhf6Y/s640/blogger-image-1971223042.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He rode around to say goodbye to one of his favorite night nurses, Mr. Joe, and then we headed out and got settled into a new room.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixBsod3UDmWM_RWc-BxAnvUzp4tE-UDDzv8_b2T6CGOcWfNLrMmrUzzcF-72vuLMtDCNneBxNfDlGZRM1FeRH-W_LUdR1kZGgJ1UT3a3aCChjgXKax0u2qw9DniZu57iFqKl7hWQnUxgQ/s640/blogger-image-1228045260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixBsod3UDmWM_RWc-BxAnvUzp4tE-UDDzv8_b2T6CGOcWfNLrMmrUzzcF-72vuLMtDCNneBxNfDlGZRM1FeRH-W_LUdR1kZGgJ1UT3a3aCChjgXKax0u2qw9DniZu57iFqKl7hWQnUxgQ/s640/blogger-image-1228045260.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We have a few more boxes to check before Elijah will be cleared to go home. He needs to maintain a high enough oxygen level on his own, especially over night. His blood work needs to come back with higher levels of potassium and calcium. He needs to transition to taking all meds by mouth. The little bit of fluid they saw on the X-ray and sonogram today needs to clear up. Walking and the diuretics he's taking should help with that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLWX34Qcs8omIehuVoqdaiizGHnV7bk9mhVNO0xJ1zMu-gv6_Bm9jAw2B85t3R7BCVFyd_Q3fGqnWnErOcj-lfQADBCiK9eB7sRTFjOGJd7lBJPu1_IwwxUH8eLyNCw0OV4dz9Zqs1TwM/s640/blogger-image--540810854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLWX34Qcs8omIehuVoqdaiizGHnV7bk9mhVNO0xJ1zMu-gv6_Bm9jAw2B85t3R7BCVFyd_Q3fGqnWnErOcj-lfQADBCiK9eB7sRTFjOGJd7lBJPu1_IwwxUH8eLyNCw0OV4dz9Zqs1TwM/s640/blogger-image--540810854.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This little man is doing so well. We are so proud of him and so grateful for all of you.</div><br></div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-58519933019334227012014-07-20T21:42:00.001-05:002014-07-20T21:42:00.751-05:00Fontan +3Elijah was more like himself today. It probably had something to do with the fact that he finally got some major stool softening help. He was out of bed walking laps four times today, he ate a little more, and he had visitors.<div><br></div><div>A friend from so long ago it seems like a previous life stopped by to meet Elijah, introduce her four! children, and drop off a gift and card. Elijah has read his Jake book half a dozen times and played with his Jake, Captain Hook, and Tick Tock Croc all afternoon.</div><div><br></div><div>My sister Mary also came by and managed to get a smile and conversation out of Elijah, complete with photo documentation.</div><div><br></div><div>Elijah's oxygen is turned down as low as they will let it go while he still has one chest tube, so as soon as they are able to remove the tube, he will get to try losing the oxygen as well. Before surgery his O2 sats stayed in the high 70s and low 80s. Since surgery he has been hovering around 90% as expected. That is a great number for him.</div><div><br></div><div>His big goals for the day were bowel movement, eating, and walking. Success on all three fronts.</div><div><br></div><div>He either really likes his night nurse or he is just feeling more comfortable, because he had a bath in bed, dressings replaced, and then still took all his oral meds without protesting. Now he is sleeping peacefully and fully monitored. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkLsYJFntHE6_7HT4gzdi-IEiGMmJXwFKkNN1x3mB5rdLmG4F-vZg6QoVNIV_9TDplmut5tUPG7-uTwdaN-HA6oRv0Y241DAuvLl2h7KRXyn42E0c3r8WALWpx4V0aSTyXdlZ5UKgu-o/s640/blogger-image--1990398188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqkLsYJFntHE6_7HT4gzdi-IEiGMmJXwFKkNN1x3mB5rdLmG4F-vZg6QoVNIV_9TDplmut5tUPG7-uTwdaN-HA6oRv0Y241DAuvLl2h7KRXyn42E0c3r8WALWpx4V0aSTyXdlZ5UKgu-o/s640/blogger-image--1990398188.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This has been Elijah's default face for the past three days, when he wasn't playing possum and pretending to sleep or completely wiped out and sleeping for real.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR48xmNfhee8gGEN_TyjhFHmGdry85m3CbVg96sRmS-8Y2rmLh1LDE3IfizlNZnoxege5Q_eTudjvYcHMCGtz8SYqov1Ajw6lSFUYHedzAJJ-s_hWAk8NWeTx_CPmJ9QlrG44Y9DcoK_o/s640/blogger-image--1202679799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR48xmNfhee8gGEN_TyjhFHmGdry85m3CbVg96sRmS-8Y2rmLh1LDE3IfizlNZnoxege5Q_eTudjvYcHMCGtz8SYqov1Ajw6lSFUYHedzAJJ-s_hWAk8NWeTx_CPmJ9QlrG44Y9DcoK_o/s640/blogger-image--1202679799.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Yea! My happy boy made an appearance!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXkAlkw0PwRU_LcuWBlfoTPvjsRAH1dJIR9u68eLCabG7J8-IQlQi_EzK83LL4rssAUS1_iWtCwtZubkqrbavsHPLatjWhP9RQcrUjv9qS-ZYhauyJv9i7UgjuPFhir7DagFBdct0aiZ8/s640/blogger-image--182586124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXkAlkw0PwRU_LcuWBlfoTPvjsRAH1dJIR9u68eLCabG7J8-IQlQi_EzK83LL4rssAUS1_iWtCwtZubkqrbavsHPLatjWhP9RQcrUjv9qS-ZYhauyJv9i7UgjuPFhir7DagFBdct0aiZ8/s640/blogger-image--182586124.jpg"></a></div></div>Thanks for the visits today!</div><br></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-23904948422639017512014-07-19T18:40:00.001-05:002014-07-19T18:40:35.701-05:00Fontan +2Elijah has been resting most of the day, except for taking two laps around the floor after breakfast and four more after lunch. Walking with an IV pole and oxygen tank is serious business.<div><br></div><div>Smarty pants is himself enough to realize that every person who walks in the room is there to do something to him, so he closes his eyes and rolls to the side. He has avoided or put off some potentially annoying and painful interruptions to his rest.</div><div><br></div><div>He is down from four liters to one liter of oxygen, which is a good sign and one step closer to going home.</div><div><br></div><div>Sweet dreams, big boy!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuROXcDVJB8MPSdXV_Q86FmMJfcbG-TWYwCnNEkDhdZRsFc0mOl6thHAE7BwfN40JlwVumzYtP3knFyKLlrzwfy9hAEPuQlCmkXxxRsU4KRmYOimjw1vYimxi-dFBUe5jJpNLABGpq4jo/s640/blogger-image--787451855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuROXcDVJB8MPSdXV_Q86FmMJfcbG-TWYwCnNEkDhdZRsFc0mOl6thHAE7BwfN40JlwVumzYtP3knFyKLlrzwfy9hAEPuQlCmkXxxRsU4KRmYOimjw1vYimxi-dFBUe5jJpNLABGpq4jo/s640/blogger-image--787451855.jpg"></a></div></div>Lorrainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13870197224029813763noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-72218084780527861882014-07-18T14:36:00.001-05:002014-07-18T14:36:34.098-05:00Fontan +1<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9yUl4-HcLoeIXe-uIL0Gx-ARMI8NL9iptHjlIeGg7onnlbSSvgUr8qEoDfmFhVopLfTDf9sUj-abtIppBRqv1BS8k66DWxf8T3Jwx6otw_7FBUoqBRLBjbAcO8_B8z6gqVzEUe5m3uA/s640/blogger-image-1184100043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9yUl4-HcLoeIXe-uIL0Gx-ARMI8NL9iptHjlIeGg7onnlbSSvgUr8qEoDfmFhVopLfTDf9sUj-abtIppBRqv1BS8k66DWxf8T3Jwx6otw_7FBUoqBRLBjbAcO8_B8z6gqVzEUe5m3uA/s640/blogger-image-1184100043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt9yUl4-HcLoeIXe-uIL0Gx-ARMI8NL9iptHjlIeGg7onnlbSSvgUr8qEoDfmFhVopLfTDf9sUj-abtIppBRqv1BS8k66DWxf8T3Jwx6otw_7FBUoqBRLBjbAcO8_B8z6gqVzEUe5m3uA/s640/blogger-image-1184100043.jpg"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFrCTAaf5N83V-Drfe75OfyGARLlmFibSgmXWxbgZZhWFWqZyLTJUULvzp2WCVe5q0wRD4pXy0T_ZhB_ziszNcRBaonFdbXiaVq9_CC3XSRYYhtNHLINPV4hxu0n75XG6ZTLxNJ4bt1QU/s640/blogger-image-1691670194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFrCTAaf5N83V-Drfe75OfyGARLlmFibSgmXWxbgZZhWFWqZyLTJUULvzp2WCVe5q0wRD4pXy0T_ZhB_ziszNcRBaonFdbXiaVq9_CC3XSRYYhtNHLINPV4hxu0n75XG6ZTLxNJ4bt1QU/s640/blogger-image-1691670194.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioM5ZtPZn8UHREGhk-pq_AOaekYDwomU2qFWX4bTwQPUnsVlkCWaDzIgpmfE3x732dbFLGIidh_w_qzwiJqJm87RIaCgVu-K9yK4AhSzGvd_B1Vjpq9poqyBX0FVUbEhR4VT6p_bTvBhY/s640/blogger-image-1018245815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioM5ZtPZn8UHREGhk-pq_AOaekYDwomU2qFWX4bTwQPUnsVlkCWaDzIgpmfE3x732dbFLGIidh_w_qzwiJqJm87RIaCgVu-K9yK4AhSzGvd_B1Vjpq9poqyBX0FVUbEhR4VT6p_bTvBhY/s640/blogger-image-1018245815.jpg"></a></div>In the nearly 24 hours since Elijah's surgery:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">He woke up in the middle of the night and tried to stand up in his bed. He nearly made it, but the nurses managed to get him calm and sleeping again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The doctor making morning rounds cleared him to very small drink rations and as much food and walking as he can tolerate.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After getting his first 50 milliliter ration of his drink of choice (Sprite, but Elijah calls all carbonated drinks root beer), he cried for more root beer every five or ten minutes for three hours. He refused to be distracted or redirected by movies, games or toys, and he was coherent enough to pull out all the stops. "Just a teeny, tiny little bit of root beer, please?" He even tried to smile for me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We went for a walk down the hall and back, and he did great, but he was not very happy to be challenged physically. He was so exhausted that he immediately fell asleep and has been sleeping for a couple of hours.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The plan for the rest of the day is to walk some more, see what he can eat, and continue to ration his "root beer."</div><br></div>Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242349723318174854noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-412256609374251461.post-82732396041649759192014-07-17T19:44:00.001-05:002014-07-17T19:44:22.031-05:00Settled for the night<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLjIvQP8rxfwVQA1CkmabkiOGaXJVS8acjIIumzBiuKTytR8t0CWT_n-sFgdr39RQkoZQHFn0rYhrQqdCUZkL3W3MzeCJquGLz3kdaUbhdyxuLt4KNeNH34L5Wumtoyj9wUo-hPCCXNqU/s640/blogger-image-1712208510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLjIvQP8rxfwVQA1CkmabkiOGaXJVS8acjIIumzBiuKTytR8t0CWT_n-sFgdr39RQkoZQHFn0rYhrQqdCUZkL3W3MzeCJquGLz3kdaUbhdyxuLt4KNeNH34L5Wumtoyj9wUo-hPCCXNqU/s640/blogger-image-1712208510.jpg"></a></div>Jackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242349723318174854noreply@blogger.com1