Thursday, December 31, 2009

Good Bye 2009

Can you believe 2009 is almost over? It's been quite the year, hasn't it?

I have lots to tell you about. Christmas, job loss, anonymous gifts, treasures, blessings, updates, etc. But, tonight won't be the night. I have an awful headache tonight. Dwight and I went to the store in hopes of finding a "cure" for the headache that won't just knock me out cold for the night. After some research, I'm sniffing Peppermint oil. It helps a little, but I must admit that I'm contemplating taking the real drugs soon.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day ... better in terms of how I'm feeling ... today was actually a gorgeous day ... 75 degrees with just a slight breeze. Anyway ... assuming I feel better tomorrow, I'll be sure to post an update on all the above stuff. So much to share with you all. But, the most important message for tonight is:

Happy New Year! I hope this new year will bring much happiness, good health, wealth, and pure joy to each of you and yours. Talk to you next year!

Visit to the Park

Today was a beautiful day in San Antonio! I took 4 of the kids to the park and we played for a while.Johnathon buried David in the rocks and Johnathon overcame his fear of climbing the curved ladder. If you look closely, you can see him at the top of the ladder in the picture below.It was a beautiful afternoon!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Treatment #4

I'm off to treatments in just a few minutes. I'm already feeling a bit sick to my stomach and dreading the IV. I hope they get it on the first poke today.

The good news today is that we are completely out of the old house. We've turned over the keys and it is finished. It's nice to have at least one thing completely off our plate. Now to get settled in here, find a new job, get Ryan up to 40 oz each day, and kick this Cancer to the curb.

Monday, December 28, 2009

A man died...

A man died on Christmas day. A man who did very bad things in his life. Unfortunately, I was not his only victim. He hurt many people in his life. Last night as I laid in bed contemplating this man's death, I wondered if he had died alone. I wondered if there is even one person on this earth who wishes that he were still here. Is there even one who is longing to see this man again? I then began to wonder what his reception on the other side was like? I know at least one lady who is so pure and Christlike that I suspect she met and embraced him, as any mother would her child, even a wayward child. I then began to think about how the Father might feel at the son's return. This man, even with all the horrific things he did in his life, is a child of my Heavenly Father. I believe in a loving Heavenly Father, a father who wants all of His children to succeed. How disappointed He must have felt at the horrible things this man did. What might he have done with his life, if only he had made other choices? Who would his victims have become?

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Yesterday I was really, really sick. It's been a long time since I've been that sick. I went to bed Christmas evening around 11, woke up sick around 1 am and didn't come out of my room again until Sunday mid-day.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Legendary Holidays

I took the kids to a local holiday celebration tonight. It was a lot of fun! Unfortunately, Johnathon wasn't feeling well and so he was unable to go with us. I took lots of pictures. We decorated and ate some cookies, talked to Santa, had some apple cider, and enjoyed some Texas "snow". =)

Remember, I said I took lots of pictures. Did I mention that I was going to show you each and every picture?

Remember a few days ago when I told you that Jessica always has a pencil and some paper. See? Always.

The lady who took this picture for us was so patient. Deborah was so excited by this point that she couldn't sit still. This isn't the best picture of 6 people, but it's the only picture where Deborah isn't just a blur.
Just kidding. These aren't all of the pictures. Only about half.

When we first arrived, Deborah was feeling a little unsure about everything. Needless to say, it didn't take long for her to overcome the shyness.

Merry Christmas!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Pictures don't do them justice

My second round of treatments went okay with the exception of the IV. It took FOUR attempts to get it placed. Let me just tell you: it hurt! Each of the first 3 attempts hurt. And, I'm quite bruised from them. It's been 4 days and these pictures don't even do the bruises justice. (There's also a 3rd bruise, but the camera's flash just made it look green.) But, really, enough whining....

A Gift

This Christmas season our family has been the recipients of many kind gifts. I've told you of some of them. But, there is not enough room on this blog to tell you of each of the kind gifts. My children have learned much from the generosity of others.

Tonight Jessica, David, and I attended a special Christmas presentation at our church. The Texas Children's Choir and our church's choir sung lots of my Christmas favorites. Before it started, I was visiting with some friends while my 2 kids were sitting in our seats. As I came back to my seat, I noticed that Jessica was drawing. That's not unusual. She NEVER ... and I do mean NEVER ... goes anywhere without her pencil(s) and some paper. What was unusual was that I immediately noticed that she was drawing the baby that was sitting two rows in front of us in a carrier. She usually draws from her imagination, not real life stuff.

It was a remarkable drawing. Then I noticed that she signed it and wrote "Merry Christmas!" I asked her what she was going to do with it and she told me that she was going to give it to the family. I wasn't sure she'd follow through because she is quite critical of her own work. But sure enough, at the end of the program, she walked up to the couple and confidently asked them the name of their baby. They told her the baby's name was "Andelyn". She confirmed the spelling, wrote the name, and then handed them the picture.

I don't know the couple, but I noticed the mother was very careful with Jessica's drawing. I hope she enjoys it.

Jessica, you made your mother smile tonight. I'm so pleased with you and the way you use your talent!

Friday, December 18, 2009

My mom and dad left today. Dad was hit with the same flu bug that got most of us. He says he is feeling better. I hope so. I hope Mom doesn't get it on the way home.

My parents were so good to us. Dad and Mom really worked the entire time they were here. They finished moving almost everything out of the old house and helped me to get a bunch of it put away here. I can't imagine how stressful it would have been to Dwight if he had to finish it on his own. (Yes, I know we could have asked for help from our wonderful friends, but they've already done so much.)

Thanks, Mom and Dad, for all your love and support. We sure appreciate you both!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Yesterday I was super sick and today it seems it has hit almost everyone else in the house. My sweetheart has been running back and forth taking care of children. Thankfully my Mom has been able to help him because I'm mostly useless today. I'll tell you more about today's treatment later. I'm off to get some sleep.

Monday, December 14, 2009

So the first drug treatment went well. Better than expected. One of our friends, Myrna picked up me and Ryan before the appointment. She dropped me off at the cancer center and then took Ryan home with her. Dwight dropped the other kids off at another friend's house, Angel Ally.

In the treatment area, they have either 3 or 4 sections and each section has 4 recliner chairs. I picked the section that has a tv and a recliner that has the built in pillow. Thankfully, I took my own quilt. (I took the beautiful blue one that my friend made for me a while ago. It was comforting. I love that quilt!) I also took some water and graham crackers to snack on, my knitting bag, an Ensign magazine, and a Shape magazine.

The nurse, LaDonna came over to put in my IV. She asked which arm and I said I didn't care as long as I could still knit. She kind of laughed and said, "Oh you might knit in your dreams, but you won't be knitting today." Dang it. So, she placed the IV in the middle of my left forearm. I've never had an IV there before. In my hand, yes. In my wrist, yes. In my foot, yes. In my elbow, yes. In middle of my forearm, no. (Well, yes now.) She pushed a syringe full of steroids into me and then hung a bag of Benadryl. She told me to let her know when I was sleepy.

It didn't take too long to realize that the sleepiness had hit. When I told LaDonna, she reminded me of all the things I needed to tell her about if they happened and then she hung a bag of my drugs. She started it on a slow drip. A while later ... I don't know how much later ... I realized that the feeling I had above the roof of my mouth was what she had called itching. I wouldn't call it itching, but it seemed to be what she had described. Then I also realized that I was having a hard time swallowing and my throat seemed really big.

So they stopped the drugs and gave me more steroids and benadryl. The steroids and benadryl help to shut down the body's reaction to the drugs. It makes sense that my body doesn't like the drugs because they specifically go in and kill off my b cells.

Eventually, they came back over and started the drugs again on a slower drip. It took about 6 hours from start to finish. I went home feeling drowsy and drugged from the Benadryl, and my throat was really sore. Other than that, I really didn't feel anything else. On Thursday morning, I felt great. I did notice that my feet were swelling a bit on Thursday through Sunday, but they seemed to be fine today. I also had a horrible headache that started sometime Friday and didn't go away until early this morning. But, it's gone now too. Yeah!

Only 7 more to go.

I start radiation therapy tomorrow. The 1st of about 15-20 appointments. I looked at pictures last night of skin that has had radiation therapy. Doesn't look good. Should I do pictures? Before and after?

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sonterra Ward Christmas Party

Our family had a wonderful time at the Sonterra Ward Christmas Party. I thought you might enjoy seeing these pictures.

(You may have noticed that Johnathon's picture is missing. He didn't want to see Santa. A little scared of any costumed character.)

Thursday, December 10, 2009

My parents arrived today. Isn't it interesting that Mom and Dad are still so comforting, even at my age? I wonder if that ever changes. I hope not.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

First Treatment for Cancer

I had my first treatment for Cancer today. Overall, it went well. The only post events are severe sore throat and fatigue. Nothing too awful though. I'm hoping to have a bit more energy tomorrow. I'll tell you all about it then.

Thanks for all of your prayers, kind words, and sweet acts of service!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

I should be cleaning ... or unpacking ... or packing ... or reading to the children ... or decorating the tree ... or writing thank you cards. Instead I thought I'd give you an update.

I wish I could recount to you the many, many sweet acts of service that have blessed our lives.

I've decided that God has an awesome relocation program. I think he relocated some of his best angels to be here in San Antonio with me. { BIG GRIN } My relocated from California Angel brought over a TON of paper plates, cups, towels and plastic ware. Plus, some of my favorite salad, a beautiful poinsettia, and a ribbon candy candle. (I don't think she knows this but ribbon candy has really special meaning to me and Poinsettias were the one thing that I wanted to buy on Black Friday and didn't get to buy cause of the hospital stay.) And, my relocated from the Carolinas Angel brought over the most beautiful ever, real Christmas Tree! And, get this ... it was in a tree stand with white lights perfectly placed on the tree. (Did she know that white lights are my personal favorite? They remind me of the real reason we celebrate Christmas.)

But, the great things don't stop there... Ryan's Vision Therapist, Melinda, came over for therapy yesterday. She brought another beautiful Poinsettia. Now it's starting to look like Christmas! And, even better, she came back later that day and we visited for about an hour. It was a lively, fun conversation. I think we discussed everything from Baptists to Mormons and global warming to dinosaurs. It was just what I needed!

On Saturday, about 2 dozen great guys showed up at the old house. We only had the truck for a few hours due to a mess up with our reservation. We anticipated only getting the furniture moved. However, with so many hands helping, we were able to move all the furniture and everything that was packed or even semi-packed. So, we are now living at the new place. It's a beautiful home. It's a little smaller than our last house, but it feels good. Now, I just need to figure out where to put everything. We also still need to finish packing up the last bits of stuff at the other house.

If you've ever moved, you probably relate to what I'm feeling now -- a deep desire to throw everything away. I'm really feeling that way now. :)

Ryan has been doing well post-surgery. However, yesterday afternoon I noticed Ryan was unusually cranky and I also noticed a sticky puss draining from under the feeding tube disc. I called the surgeon's office and he said it is within normal range of healing. Just to be safe though we're going to take him back in to see the surgeon on Thursday. Hopefully, it's nothing to worry about.

As for me, I met with the Radiologist yesterday. She sharpied black marks around the areas they are going to radiate and then made "templates" the treatments. They have decided to do 3 weeks of radiation, every day Monday through Friday.

Additionally, I go tomorrow for the first of 8 drug treatments. I'll be hooked up to an IV for 4 hours. Hopefully, I responded well to the drugs. Worst case scenario for this particular cocktail is extreme shaking and flu like feelings for the 3 days following treatment each week. ... Actually, I suppose the real worst case scenario is that it doesn't work at all and then we're back to the stem cell transplant and full on traditional chemo. So, pray it works.

Oh, I'm sure I have pictures to upload and I know there's so much more I could tell you ... I could tell you how fabulous Jessica is doing in school -- almost all high A's. I could tell you about Jacob's trip to the ER for a smashed finger. I could tell you about David stepping up and helping so much. I could tell you about Johnathon's sparkling eyes as he talks of Christmas. I could tell you the funny little things that Deborah has said this week. .... And, I will. Just let me catch my breath with the other things first. More to come soon...

Sunday, December 6, 2009

We've started our move. This is what the children did this evening. They were quite pleased with their tower of boxes.

If Ryan could talk...

"Really, Mom? Pictures?"

"I'm not in the mood!"

"Okay, if I smile, will you quit?"

Friday, December 4, 2009

Jacob was asked to do an art project for school that consisted of hiding his name within a picture.
Below is his finished project.

Can you find his name?

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Today we had a follow up appointment with Ryan's surgeon. Ryan is healing well and the surgeon is pleased with the progress we have made with his food intake. You may remember that he was only eating about 12-15 ounces each day. He is now eating about 18-21 1/2 ounces each day. The goal is to get him to a minimum of 45 ounces each day. So, we're almost half way there. We're going to continue working on it for the next 2 weeks. We'll try increasing a 1/2 ounce every few days.

If within 2 weeks if we're not close to our goal, then we'll need to do a feeding pump to do continuous feeds overnight. We're hoping to avoid the feeding pump; however, I'm not entirely opposed to it if that's the only way we can get his caloric and nutritional intake where it should be. I'll keep you posted on how things are going.

If you're in the San Antonio area and you're ever in need of a good pediatric surgeon ... I hope you never need one, but if you do ... you really should try, Dr. Charles Baldwin. I appreciate him so much. He's extremely kind and explains everything in great detail. I love it when doctors explain everything to me using real medical terms, but also explaining it in lay terms. He's also just a very kind man and his office staff is so considerate. He's a good man.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

A Wrapping Event

Tonight the Young Women of the Sonterra Ward (our church's local congregation) came over to my house to help wrap presents for Brighton children. The Brighton Center is having a Christmas party for all of their kiddos and their families. There were lots and lots of presents to wrap.The presents were supposed to be delivered to my house around 4 or 5 pm today. I was a little concerned when at 7 pm they hadn't arrived. I finally called the delivery lady and she was really glad I had. She had left the directions and my phone number at her office. She had been driving around for a while ... even on my street, and she had finally given up and decided to head back to the office. So, she arrived just after the girls arrived. It worked out great because all the young women just pitched in to help carry all the gifts inside.We moved all the furniture to the walls in both the living/dining room, and the family room. And, in record time, more than 100 gifts were wrapped.
Thanks, ladies, for all your help! I hope you all have a very merry Christmas! I know you have brightened mine and many little children's Christmas season.
Thank you!

Great News

This Cancer ride has been quite the roller coaster. First it's a panic, then no big deal, then a panic, then no big deal, then a huge panic, and now we're back to it's going to be okay. I like the "it's going to be okay" portion of the ride.

I went to see the Oncologist today. He discussed my medical case with his colleagues, and did some research on this unique presentation of Cancer that I have. They found research where some patients with Marginal Zone B-Cell Non Hodgkins Lymphoma have been successfully treated with a drug called Rituximab AND, most of those patients have been able to stay in remission for 5-7 years. (The 7 year one is still in remission, but it's only been 7 years since the patient was treated.)

This is not a cure for the Cancer; however, it is better than killing off everything in my body and then hoping that it rebuilds. Even if I have a recurrence in 5-7 years, I will still be young enough (and hopefully healthy enough) to receive more aggressive treatment then.

I suspect most people who read my blog already believe in prayer. I hope you do. I do. I believe this change in plans is a direct result of many, many prayers given by me and all of my faithful friends. Thank you! Thank you all for the love and support! I can't imagine how scary a cancer journey would be without amazing friends. Love you all!

Monday, November 30, 2009

Oh, yah, (how do you spell yah? is it yeah or ya or yay ... you know like Oh, i remember now...) Anyway ... the uterine ablation. Have I mentioned how lucky I am to have a great doctor? Before the procedure Dr. Shows came in and talked to me for a few minutes. She talks to me like a friend, not just another patient that she needs to check off her list. So, we chatted for a few minutes. I remember her and the nurse talking about their shoes, and she asked me if I wanted her to call Dwight. But, I don't remember anything after that until I woke up after the procedure.

I was really crampy after words ... kind of like having an early on contraction just non-stop. But, thankfully, the pain meds worked and tonight my pain med is wearing off and I just feel a little crampy. I'm hopeful that tomorrow I'll feel pretty normal again.

If you happen to read this, Dr. Shows ... Thank you! I really do appreciate you!

Today's Uterine Ablation

This post is being shared in an effort to share this journey with honesty. I hope you are reading this because you are my friend and not because you are searching blogs for some ray of hope about Lymphoma. If the latter is true of you, please be sure to read more than just this single blog entry.

Last night as I was preparing stuff for today's outpatient procedure, I realized that I had failed to get the ordered blood work done last week. I was supposed to do it 1-2 days before today's uterine ablation and somehow I forgot.

I'd like to use the excuse that I was so busy or stressed, but really. I was sitting in a hospital room with nothing to do but read, knit, and hang out with Ryan. I could have taken 10 minutes to walk down to the 1st floor to do the blood work. Really. I hate it when I don't stay on top of stuff. I'm normally very, very good at details and it seems lately I don't do details well at all. This frustrates me.

If you know me well, you know I tend to be just a little uptight and a little bit of a perfectionist. I try really, really hard to pretend that I'm not. My children think I have a touch of OCD ... you know, "Obsessive Compulsive Disorder." I really don't. I just have a lot of high expectations. Not so much of you, but of me. So, when I forget things or fail to do things that I'm supposed to do, I feel very frustrated by it.

This morning, the frustration of my failure, and I suppose the anxiety of another crazy busy week of dr's appointments and the unknown really got to me. I called my ob/gyn's office to see if we could still do the procedure today. Part of me was hoping that they'd say we needed to reschedule, the other part of me was nervous about trying to fit in an appointment on any other given day. After the sweetest nurse was so understanding and said it would be no problem to go ahead and do it today, I hung up the phone feeling mixed emotions. Then I sat and cried as my children asked me about juice. (Really? Two refrigerators, a pantry, and a food storage with plenty of juice. Pick a juice and have some.)

I cried because I don't want to be poked any more. I cried because this really is only the beginning of more pokes and I don't see an end in sight. I cried because "this gift" has never really felt like a gift. Why is our body a gift to us? I've never understood that idea? Don't get me wrong. I'm thankful for all the things that my body allows me to do. But, I also feel frustrated by all of it's shortcomings (pun intended.)

After a couple of minutes, I realized that I had too much to do and am too blessed to feel sorry for myself. So, I picked myself up and got busy. I did fairly well until I realized that the boys' bathroom was not only full of dirty clothes (even though I had asked them to put their dirty clothes in the laundry at least 3 times), and that there was dried vomit on the toilet still from last week's fight with the flu. REALLY? Dried puke. That's disgusting. Why hasn't anyone done their chores? I called the boys in to remind them that they had been asked 3 times and shouldn't have to be asked ever to do their daily chores. But, what would normally be a calm tone with me stating the expectations and declaring a fair consequence became me raising my voice at the boys and threatening to throw away everything they own. And, then crying.

I immediately went to my room recognizing that I was not handling things well. I said a prayer and pleaded for peace ... and forgiveness. The boys hadn't done what they were expected to do, but they too deserve mercy and justice, not an irrational mom. Before the end of my prayer, my friend showed up to take Ryan for the morning and to drop me off at the hospital.

I asked my friend, "Why is it that I can handle big challenges like Cancer and a Special Needs Child, but really not-so-important* stuff can set me off?" My friend in her wisdom explained that it's probably because I'm reaching to control something. So much of my life is not in my control and how the house looks and how the boys do their daily chores is something that I might be able to control. Her answer felt right.

I've thought about that all day today...

My little guy, Ryan, truly feels like a gift from God. I've loved every baby and feel the heavens near with every little baby that I've ever held. But, with Ryan ... 16 months after his birth I still feel that I am in the presence of a great little spirit and I frequently still feel the heavens near. I'm honored to be his Mother.

The Cancer is a much harder task, but only because the medical stuff scares me a bit. I do think it's an opportunity to become a better person. To be refined. Purified.

The every day routines, the every day challenges of teaching and raising 6 amazing children ... maybe I need to see those as the gifts they really are also.

Thankfully, tomorrow promises to provide lots of opportunities.

Tomorrow also brings another appointment with the Oncologist and hopefully a treatment plan.

Someday I promise this blog will not be all about me.

*Not-so-important stuff: While I don't think the house being spotless is the most important thing, I do believe in teaching children to work and to obey. I think chores are a great way to do it. I believe that if we teach children to work and to obey then they will grow up to be better citizens and better disciples of Christ. And, I believe it will bless their lives.
I apologize for the delay in getting an update posted. I am struggling to stay on top of everything and being at the hospital without internet access for 5 days did not help.

First, a huge THANK YOU to the 30+ people who showed up at the new house and left it sparkling clean and fresh ready for move in. And, a special THANK YOU to the ladies who sent the email, made the calls, and organized the event. I don't think I have any words that can adequately express what a sweet feeling it was to leave the hospital, go to the new house, and realize that you all had eliminated a couple of days worth of work for me. You did far more than I would have ever asked of any of you. Thank you so much!

I stand amazed that you all showed up with such notice at the busiest time of the year. I know you all have busy lives, and many of you had family coming or already here visiting. Really ... thank you!

Ryan's surgery went well. He lost less than a 1/2 teaspoon of blood and they did not have to manipulate the intestines at all, which made the healing time go faster. He took an extra day of clear liquids before he was passing things out of his stomach enough to have formula. He is now on formula, 3-4 ounces every 3-4 hours around the clock. (It's kind of like having a newborn baby again.) We are encouraging him to drink all that he will from his bottle, and then topping off his tummy through the feeding tube.

As for me, I didn't have a chance to update you on last week's appointment with the new Oncologist. He was great! Not only does he seem brilliant and experienced, but he has an adorable accent. Hehehe. He thinks the best approach to my cancer is to do a very aggressive treatment in hopes of getting rid of the cancer completely. I am meeting with him again tomorrow to find out if I "qualify" for a stem cell transplant. I'll explain more about it after I get home tomorrow and have a more definite plan.

I hope to have a definite treatment plan at the end of the appointment tomorrow. I feel like I'm just spinning my wheels now. Lots of appointments, but no progress.

I spent some time at the hospital with a lovely little booklet called, "Chemotherapy and You." It's not a good read. I hope you never feel the need to read it. I'm now a little nervous (read a lot nervous) and wishing that I could just wake up to find this Cancer thing has all been a bad dream. In fact, I think I'll end now. I have some things I need to get done and can't sit here feeling sorry for myself. Besides, how can I feel sorry for myself when I am so blessed! So, note to self: "Be of Good Cheer!"

Friday, November 27, 2009

Another update on Ryan

You may remember that Ryan has had nothing by mouth since Monday evening. So, today we offered him formula by tube first. Then we checked to make sure it was passing from his tummy in an appropriate time manner and it was. So Dr. Baldwin said I could offer it by mouth and he sucked it right down ... all 4 ounces. Looks like we'll be heading home soon.

At the hospital & doing well.

I have a new phone that is making me a little crazy. I haven't been able to connect to give you all an update. Ryan's surgery went well and he's continuing to do well. We started formula today and we're going to try for 4 ounces at the next feeding. I am hopeful that we will go home tomorrow. I will give you a better update on everything then.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Ryan's Surgery Update

Last night went well. Not much rest here at the hospital, or at home from what I heard. Apparently, Dwight has several sick kids on his hands. Poor guy. I may not have been able to sleep last night, but at least I'm not cleaning up puke. I think I got the easier job this time.

Ryan is doing well. He's still needing some pain meds, but less than last night. I've been holding him a lot today. It's a little awkward though since he has the IV tubes and the tummy tubes. I dumped some of his stomach acids on me early when I was moving him. Ewww. I've certainly become more careful this afternoon.

Dr. Baldwin came in and said we need to wait a little longer before offering any thing by mouth or by tube. I'll keep you posted.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Ryan's Surgery

Ryan did well through the surgery. He lost very little blood and had no problems with the anesthesia. Dr. Baldwin, the surgeon, who is really excellent, said that he was pleased to find that Ryan's tummy is large enough that he should be able to eat probably 6 ounces. (You might remember, he has been only eating about 2 or 2 1/2 ounces at each feeding.)

We are now in his hospital room. I would say we're trying to rest, but if you've ever stayed in a hospital you know that there's not much of an opportunity to rest. Someone comes in the room about every few minutes to check on something. I'm just thankful we have very kind nurses. One of the CNA's, Jeremy, is the same one we had with our last hospital stay.
He is still very sleepy, but obviously feeling some discomfort. The surgeon has ordered strong pain meds to keep him comfortable. He will only be receiving IV fluids through tonight. Hopefully, we can start with clear fluids tomorrow.

Below you can see the tub coming from his belly. It currently is only being used to drain stuff from his tummy. Once we start clear fluids we will need to check to be sure the fluids are passing from the tummy into his intestines without any problems.

I'll keep you posted as I can.
"Of course, it hurt! Legos do not belong in your nose!"
"Do not put any more Legos in your nose!"
Oh, dear! What did I get myself into?!?

Monday, November 23, 2009

A Fun Treat

Our neighbors dropped off a fun plate of treats tonight. Aren't they cute? Thanks, Toblers!