When I was saying prayers with Deborah tonight she said, "Mommy, can you not go to cancer any more? I don't like it when you go there. It takes too much time. I don't get to see you very much when you go to cancer."
At first I thought maybe she was talking about when I go to MD Anderson for my checkups, but as I talked to her for a few more minutes it became apparent that she was talking about the time period when I was first diagnosed and treated for Cancer.
I too hope I don't "go to Cancer" anymore, Deborah.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Christmas
Remember when you were a child and it seemed like Christmas would never come?
Christmas at my childhood home was magical. I grew up in the wintery wonderland of Indiana where it seemed we always had the perfect white Christmas. Even more awe inspiring was my parent's ability to weave the true meaning of Christmas and the childhood fantasy of Santa Claus into the everyday moments of the whole season.
I love thinking back to the anticipation I felt of wondering what I would find in the stocking each day. I no longer recall whether a new present would arrive in the stocking every day, or just on random days. I only remember that they were there. Stockings hung with great care and tiny presents anonymously delivered.
One of my favorite memories was one of service. I don't remember all the details. I just remember that another family had lost their home. My parents, having experienced the same before, gave us the opportunity to pick a gift to give to the family. One of our gifts. We didn't go to a store to buy something for the family. We went to our tree and picked a wrap present. It was a sacrifice that was personal. I didn't feel a loss. I felt thankful to share.
Years later I am thankful to my parents for the magical Christmas memories. I am thankful for the years of waking up to the sounds of Santa's reindeers and a house full of Christmas lights at the break of dawn on Christmas morning. I am thankful for all the nights we drove around looking at lights throughout the city. I am thankful for all the beautiful reminders of Christmas in every corner of every room of my childhood home. Most of all, I am thankful for the example of Christlike service that I saw and continue to see in the lives of my parents. It is the Spirit of Christmas. I pray the spirit of Christmas will permeate in our lives.
Christmas at my childhood home was magical. I grew up in the wintery wonderland of Indiana where it seemed we always had the perfect white Christmas. Even more awe inspiring was my parent's ability to weave the true meaning of Christmas and the childhood fantasy of Santa Claus into the everyday moments of the whole season.
I love thinking back to the anticipation I felt of wondering what I would find in the stocking each day. I no longer recall whether a new present would arrive in the stocking every day, or just on random days. I only remember that they were there. Stockings hung with great care and tiny presents anonymously delivered.
One of my favorite memories was one of service. I don't remember all the details. I just remember that another family had lost their home. My parents, having experienced the same before, gave us the opportunity to pick a gift to give to the family. One of our gifts. We didn't go to a store to buy something for the family. We went to our tree and picked a wrap present. It was a sacrifice that was personal. I didn't feel a loss. I felt thankful to share.
Years later I am thankful to my parents for the magical Christmas memories. I am thankful for the years of waking up to the sounds of Santa's reindeers and a house full of Christmas lights at the break of dawn on Christmas morning. I am thankful for all the nights we drove around looking at lights throughout the city. I am thankful for all the beautiful reminders of Christmas in every corner of every room of my childhood home. Most of all, I am thankful for the example of Christlike service that I saw and continue to see in the lives of my parents. It is the Spirit of Christmas. I pray the spirit of Christmas will permeate in our lives.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Where Can I Turn For Peace?
I recently found this sketch by Jessica titled "Where Can I Turn For Peace?" She apparently sketched it while sitting in a class at EFY this past summer. Isn't it amazing? I hope she finishes it.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Legendary Holidays
One of our favorite holiday traditions here in San Antonio is Westin's Legendary Holidays. We discovered it a few years ago and every year since several of the kids insist on going again.
I'm so glad that at least some of the kids enjoy it because I love it!
This year we actually went on two different nights. The first night I was mistaken about the time and so we missed the walk with the story teller. Instead of just leaving right away, we visited with Santa, decorated gingerbread cookies, and made some wooden creations.
I'm so thankful that my kids are so patient with me and such great sports about things. Even though things didn't work out the way we expected them to, we still had a great time! Maybe even more fun than we would have had if things had happened as planned. The best part: we went back the next night for all the events!
Inside they have beautiful decorations that make for amazing pictures, like this one.
At the beginning of the walk, they hand out bells and the children love the bells.
At one of the spots where along the trail, all the children gather up on the rocks and the story teller tells about the legendary snow fall. Then he says, if we all believe there will be snow that evening. Then the children walk toward the building and sure enough, there's a Texas snow fall.
I won't spoil the surprise for you, but my children love the Texas snow fall!
After all the fun, there's hot chocolate and cookies to enjoy while we warm up by the fire
... and rest!
...
Monday, December 19, 2011
The Inevitable Question
It happens with every kid & tonight it was Deborah's turn:
"Mommy, why are all the other mommies bigger than you?" :)
"Mommy, why are all the other mommies bigger than you?" :)
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Gingerbread House Time
Today was the day. We built the annual gingerbread house and I let Deborah and Johnathon take the lead. I figured it couldn't go too bad, right? Afterall, I bought a kit. Actually, I bought 5 kits. Target had them on clearance and Deborah was so cute. (Dwight says I must have been feeling guilt about something. A story for another day, perhaps?)
All was going well and Jessica and David were kind of helping them along. THEN, one of the gingerbread men had an "accident" ... and it all went downhill from there.
I don't know what happened, but Deborah announced that the gingerbread man had "fallen to his bloody death." Oh, boy.
Soon after that, there was another bloody mishap at the gingerbread house.
When I asked Deborah why all the bloodshed, she said, "You said we probably wouldn't be able to make it look just like the box."
Hmmmm.... I don't think THAT'S exactly what I intended for her to take from my statement.
While the rest of the kids made the gingerbread house, Ryan rested peacefully, he's not feeling very well this week. But, the good news is that he hasn't had a seizure since the 13th. FIVE full days of being seizure free! Whewhoo!
And, finally, this week at work, we had our Christmas party and did a gift exchange. My Secret Santa gave me the most beautiful gift! And, in it were the most wonderful pajamas and socks. I think I'd like to live in these pajamas all the time! The pants are SOOO soft and the socks are super soft and cozy. Thanks, DJ! You are awesome!!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Santa came early to our house!
What a fun night! Some kind Santa dropped off a beautiful bag of gifts at our door tonight. It was so fun to watch the kids pull the gifts out of the bag and place them under the tree. :) It was a very thoughtful act and very much appreciated. The children were SOOO excited. It's fun to see even the teenagers be excited about things.
Whoever you are ... thank you!!
Whoever you are ... thank you!!
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Just thinking about....
I was just thinking about when we were last in the hospital. A nursing student came into meet Ryan. She was from another country. After she finished her exam of Ryan, she asked me if I believed in God. I told her that I did. She then testified to me of her faith that God could help sustain us and lift our burdens. She then asked if she could offer a prayer for Ryan. I, of course, gratefully accepted. It was a beautiful prayer.
She and I did not belong to the same church, but we both believe in Jesus as a Savior and as our personal Redeemer. We both believe that He can heal our hurts and we both believe in the power of prayer.
I am grateful to this woman that she was willing to share her faith with me and Ryan. It brightened my day that day, and again today. It reminded me of truths that I know. I hope it does the same for you today.
She and I did not belong to the same church, but we both believe in Jesus as a Savior and as our personal Redeemer. We both believe that He can heal our hurts and we both believe in the power of prayer.
I am grateful to this woman that she was willing to share her faith with me and Ryan. It brightened my day that day, and again today. It reminded me of truths that I know. I hope it does the same for you today.
A Very Foggy Morning
Doesn't it seem like the perfect day to curl up on the couch with a snugly child and a cup of a hot chocolate and a few good books?
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Ryan's First Birthday Party
Ryan went to his first birthday party at a friend's house tonight without Mom. It was a pajama party for Diego, Nelda's son. (You probably know that Nelda is our friend and Ryan's nurse.) I have to admit I was VERY, VERY nervous about him going without me. I knew he was in good hands with Nelda, but I was still very nervous. I'm nervous about all my kids going to their first parties without me. So, why should anyone be surprised that I felt anxiety about Ryan going to his first party without me?
I tried to be cool about it, but geesh! I couldn't wait until it was time for me to go get him! When I did pick him up, I walked into the house and he was sitting in his wheelchair at the table. Diego's older sister was next to him on one side and Grandma was on the other side. He was obviously enjoying himself and all the fun sounds. There was a house full of people and he was so happy!!
On the way home, Ryan was so talkative and he insisted that I talk or sing all the way home to him, which was about a 45 minute drive home. It was wonderful to see him so happy and talkative!
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Dwight is in China
Dwight is spending several weeks in Shanghai, China doing some consulting work with his current team. It's unfortunate timing, but thankfully he'll be back home just in time for Christmas.
If you know Dwight, you probably also know that he is extremely adventurous in eating. So he's enjoying all kinds of fun things like ... chicken foot, cow stomach, chyo do fu (also called stinky tofu), durian fruit, fish eye, shrimp eyes, and cow eye. (The picture below is either fish or cow eye. I'm not sure which, but does it really matter???)
Dwight says shrimp eyes taste nothing like fish eyes. He also said cow stomach tasted a lot like chewing on a rubber band.
I'm not sure I'd want to eat much in China. I suspect I'd be eating a lot of plain rice. I'm glad he enjoyed himself.
If you know Dwight, you probably also know that he is extremely adventurous in eating. So he's enjoying all kinds of fun things like ... chicken foot, cow stomach, chyo do fu (also called stinky tofu), durian fruit, fish eye, shrimp eyes, and cow eye. (The picture below is either fish or cow eye. I'm not sure which, but does it really matter???)
Dwight says shrimp eyes taste nothing like fish eyes. He also said cow stomach tasted a lot like chewing on a rubber band.
I'm not sure I'd want to eat much in China. I suspect I'd be eating a lot of plain rice. I'm glad he enjoyed himself.
Monday, December 5, 2011
The Skin Biopsy
Ryan's skin biopsy went well today. He was very irritated that we woke him up, and he screamed about the numbing shot. (Anyone who has ever had one of those shots can't blame him.) They took a tiny bit of tissue from the back of his arm. The good news is that the Dr anticipates the test results will be back within 4 weeks or so. That is MUCH better than the 6-12 weeks we had been told it would take.
The other thing that I learned today which is really good news is that although this disease can affect any of the children in the family, it typically strikes at the same age within a family. Thus, where Ryan was symptomatic at birth, it is unlikely that any of the other children will test positive for the disease. They may test positive as carriers, but it is highly unlikely that they will test positive for the disease itself since none of them have exhibited any symptoms. Whew! That was a HUGE relief.
After the appointment, Ryan returned to his usual self. You can see from the picture below his new hat device that the school OT came up with to help him keep his head up. It's really quite brilliant!
Well, Ryan was totally playing with me after his appointment today. He seemed to think it was funny that he had figured out how to get his head out of the hat. Smart boy.
(hmmm... awkward picture)
The other thing that I learned today which is really good news is that although this disease can affect any of the children in the family, it typically strikes at the same age within a family. Thus, where Ryan was symptomatic at birth, it is unlikely that any of the other children will test positive for the disease. They may test positive as carriers, but it is highly unlikely that they will test positive for the disease itself since none of them have exhibited any symptoms. Whew! That was a HUGE relief.
After the appointment, Ryan returned to his usual self. You can see from the picture below his new hat device that the school OT came up with to help him keep his head up. It's really quite brilliant!
Well, Ryan was totally playing with me after his appointment today. He seemed to think it was funny that he had figured out how to get his head out of the hat. Smart boy.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Facebook Response
I woke up this morning thinking about the possibility of a diagnosis for Ryan and had so many questions. The think that lingers in my mind is that with every profile I read, the child was already meeting milestones. Ryan has never met one of his milestones. I know that sounds really negative and I don't actually mean to be so negative about it. Yet, there is no way around that. He simply hasn't. Yet, he was slowly progressing upwards for almost 3 years until this past June when he suddenly and quite drastically lost so many of his skills.
Take a look at this picture taken in November of 2009:
See how Ryan has his head held up? Although he's 2 years older, he can't do that anymore. He can't hold his head up.
I woke up thinking about all this and I went online to look for new information. If you haven't realized this yet, I thrive on information. And, let me tell you ... I have lots of new words that I need to more fully understand. While online I also did a quick check to see if anything new had posted on Facebook, and I saw this response from one my favorite people, Howard Hurley.
I should first tell you a little about Howard Hurley. He is a great big guy, and he was my Dad. No, not my dad in real life, but he was my Dad on stage in a show called Saturday's Warrior that we did back in the early 80's. I was 14 years old, but played a little 9-year old girl who carried around a monkey-face sock doll. In real life, he is a Dad. A great Dad to a lot of kids. And, you can tell that he's a great Dad by what he posted as a reply to my posting about Ryan's positive test. Let me share it with you:
I started to respond to him on Facebook this morning and then realized it was too long and I wanted to preserve what I was typing as a reminder to myself for days ahead. There might be a day when I need to remember. Lately, when I've been reading in my scriptures, I've noticed that word a lot... Remember.
So, "Dad", this is my reply to you...
Thank you for your post. I definitely think knowing is better than not knowing. You're right that I wouldn't choose this as the diagnosis, but I wouldn't have chosen any of this for him. Yet, I know that Ryan chose to come to earth even though he knew the package he was choosing. It has been such a comfort knowing that. I cannot imagine life without having Ryan, even if it will be brief by our earthly standards. I am thankful to know that he will be a part of our eternal family. I will give thanks for each and every day that I am able to enjoy him.
I also know the peace and comfort will come. We are promised that He will comfort us and I know by experience that His promises are sure. I'm so blessed to have so many who are willing to succor me and bear my burdens with me that there are truly times when I don't even feel the weight of them. Thank you for being willing to be in my cheering section! Thank you for your confidence. I have learned strength and character from watching you and others like you! Thank you!
Take a look at this picture taken in November of 2009:
See how Ryan has his head held up? Although he's 2 years older, he can't do that anymore. He can't hold his head up.
I woke up thinking about all this and I went online to look for new information. If you haven't realized this yet, I thrive on information. And, let me tell you ... I have lots of new words that I need to more fully understand. While online I also did a quick check to see if anything new had posted on Facebook, and I saw this response from one my favorite people, Howard Hurley.
I should first tell you a little about Howard Hurley. He is a great big guy, and he was my Dad. No, not my dad in real life, but he was my Dad on stage in a show called Saturday's Warrior that we did back in the early 80's. I was 14 years old, but played a little 9-year old girl who carried around a monkey-face sock doll. In real life, he is a Dad. A great Dad to a lot of kids. And, you can tell that he's a great Dad by what he posted as a reply to my posting about Ryan's positive test. Let me share it with you:
"Tina,
the enemy you understand is better than the enemy you don't We know
Ryan's disease is heartbreaking, but you must know you have a "cheering
section" that think about you and your family often. If this is the
diagnosis, well, it's pretty
devastating, but it's a known quantity, and somehow, you have to deal
with it. And I know you will, with your characteristic good attitude. I
hope you find peace through this experience."
I started to respond to him on Facebook this morning and then realized it was too long and I wanted to preserve what I was typing as a reminder to myself for days ahead. There might be a day when I need to remember. Lately, when I've been reading in my scriptures, I've noticed that word a lot... Remember.
So, "Dad", this is my reply to you...
Thank you for your post. I definitely think knowing is better than not knowing. You're right that I wouldn't choose this as the diagnosis, but I wouldn't have chosen any of this for him. Yet, I know that Ryan chose to come to earth even though he knew the package he was choosing. It has been such a comfort knowing that. I cannot imagine life without having Ryan, even if it will be brief by our earthly standards. I am thankful to know that he will be a part of our eternal family. I will give thanks for each and every day that I am able to enjoy him.
I also know the peace and comfort will come. We are promised that He will comfort us and I know by experience that His promises are sure. I'm so blessed to have so many who are willing to succor me and bear my burdens with me that there are truly times when I don't even feel the weight of them. Thank you for being willing to be in my cheering section! Thank you for your confidence. I have learned strength and character from watching you and others like you! Thank you!
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Neurologist Appointment
We had the much anticipated follow up appointment with the Neurologist today. I thought this day would not come soon enough. Ryan's hand and arm has raw spots on it from the constant rubbing across the sheets.
As I always do, I first gave the Neurologist an update on what's been happening at our other appointments. I told him about Ryan's ABR test and how it showed that Ryan has lost another 20% of his hearing. I also showed him the results of the swallow study and how they are no recommend that Ryan now not have anything by mouth due to the risk of aspiration. We also discussed "Vital Stim", which is something that his Speech Language Therapist is trained to do which might strengthen his swallow muscles. (The Neurologist has not seen it work in his patient group, but isn't opposed to us trying it and didn't think it would increase his seizures.)
Then we discussed the recent hospital stay, which he was well aware of since he had received so many calls during his vacation about Ryan. (I really appreciated that he didn't seem to mind at all.) We discussed all the spastic movements, but then he said he wouldn't call them spastic. He said they are actually "diskinetic movements." So we talked about those terms for a while and what each of those meant. I love that he explains stuff like that to me.
That brought up the phone call regarding the Niemann Pick Disease. So I told him about that. He said it would actually explain a lot. If he has NPC, it would explain the recent burst of diskinetic movement. There could be 2 different reasons for it. One possibility is that they gave him a lot of Ativan at the hospital for the seizures. Average children take time to metabolize it and withdraw from it. If Ryan has a NPC, he would have a more difficult time metabolizing it and it would take him long to withdraw from it. The withdrawal from it could cause the diskinetic movements. The other reason is that the seizure meds that we have Ryan on would not be metabolized in the same way as they would be for someone without NPC, perhaps not even in a predictable way. A diagnosis of NPC would also explain why since June we have seen such a loss of skills.
We then went over his recent tests. His Lamictal levels were slightly high at 22. His EEG showed generally slow waves, but looked surprisingly good. But we obviously had it on during the wrong 24 hours. His MRI didn't not show typical storage disease symptoms, but did show "a reduction in white matter, a volume loss." When I confirmed that the MRI did not look symptomatic for Niemann Pick, he said that it didn't, "But Niemann Pick is very hard to diagnose in life. It's usually diagnosed during an autopsy."
After that we discussed Ryan's medicines and how to control the diskinetic movements. He lowered Ryan's Lamictal levels and increased his Keppra levels. He then assured me that it would slow by Saturday. He said if it hasn't slowed or stopped by Saturday I can call him. Trust me, I will, too.
Now, to just make it through till Monday when I can hear what Dr. Gibson has to say.
As I always do, I first gave the Neurologist an update on what's been happening at our other appointments. I told him about Ryan's ABR test and how it showed that Ryan has lost another 20% of his hearing. I also showed him the results of the swallow study and how they are no recommend that Ryan now not have anything by mouth due to the risk of aspiration. We also discussed "Vital Stim", which is something that his Speech Language Therapist is trained to do which might strengthen his swallow muscles. (The Neurologist has not seen it work in his patient group, but isn't opposed to us trying it and didn't think it would increase his seizures.)
Then we discussed the recent hospital stay, which he was well aware of since he had received so many calls during his vacation about Ryan. (I really appreciated that he didn't seem to mind at all.) We discussed all the spastic movements, but then he said he wouldn't call them spastic. He said they are actually "diskinetic movements." So we talked about those terms for a while and what each of those meant. I love that he explains stuff like that to me.
That brought up the phone call regarding the Niemann Pick Disease. So I told him about that. He said it would actually explain a lot. If he has NPC, it would explain the recent burst of diskinetic movement. There could be 2 different reasons for it. One possibility is that they gave him a lot of Ativan at the hospital for the seizures. Average children take time to metabolize it and withdraw from it. If Ryan has a NPC, he would have a more difficult time metabolizing it and it would take him long to withdraw from it. The withdrawal from it could cause the diskinetic movements. The other reason is that the seizure meds that we have Ryan on would not be metabolized in the same way as they would be for someone without NPC, perhaps not even in a predictable way. A diagnosis of NPC would also explain why since June we have seen such a loss of skills.
We then went over his recent tests. His Lamictal levels were slightly high at 22. His EEG showed generally slow waves, but looked surprisingly good. But we obviously had it on during the wrong 24 hours. His MRI didn't not show typical storage disease symptoms, but did show "a reduction in white matter, a volume loss." When I confirmed that the MRI did not look symptomatic for Niemann Pick, he said that it didn't, "But Niemann Pick is very hard to diagnose in life. It's usually diagnosed during an autopsy."
After that we discussed Ryan's medicines and how to control the diskinetic movements. He lowered Ryan's Lamictal levels and increased his Keppra levels. He then assured me that it would slow by Saturday. He said if it hasn't slowed or stopped by Saturday I can call him. Trust me, I will, too.
Now, to just make it through till Monday when I can hear what Dr. Gibson has to say.
Where's Deborah?
I went into Deborah's room last night to say prayers with her and she wasn't in bed. Weird. Where was Deborah??
Then at the end of Deborah's bed I saw this:
And, sure enough ... she was curled up in there.
Sweet girl.
She even stayed there all night long. She's convinced that with prayer and that tent she will ALWAYS have good dreams. Hmmm....
Then at the end of Deborah's bed I saw this:
And, sure enough ... she was curled up in there.
Sweet girl.
She even stayed there all night long. She's convinced that with prayer and that tent she will ALWAYS have good dreams. Hmmm....
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
A Positive Test
Remember all the tests that Ryan's Metabolic Geneticist had ordered at the end of September? Almost all the tests had come back several weeks ago and they had all been negative. I had followed up on them again a couple of weeks ago and they still hadn't heard back on the last two tests. Honestly, I just didn't think we were going to find anything.
Then on Tuesday, an unexpected call came. The nurse said, "Mrs Mann, do you have a few minutes?" A test came back positive. I'm a little shocked. Ryan tested positive as a "carrier for Niemann-Pick C-1. Heterozygote. One copy not 2. A carrier, not diagnosed with the disease." She then read to me, "Biochemical testing is recommended to confirm disease diagnosis."
A few days and several calls later, we have the next steps planned out and at least a rough understanding of what will take place over the next few weeks.
Ryan will have "biochemical testing" done on Monday, which starts with a skin biopsy. It's my understanding that it will take any where from 6-12 weeks to get the results back.
I'd like to tell you all about the disease and educate you about it, but instead I think I'll just give you some good links. I'm sure you can understand.
National Niemann-Pick Disease Foundation
National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke
This one is my least favorite, but it is very informative.
PubMed Health
In addition to the skin biopsy, Dr. Gibson is still scheduling a muscle biopsy. We are waiting to hear back from the surgeons for a surgery consult. It will be done as an outpatient surgery. The muscle biopsy will not confirm diagnosis of the Niemann Pick disease. Thus, he is still looking for other diseases.
In looking at the few profiles I've been able to find online of children with NPC, I haven't found any one yet that was diagnosed with NPC who wasn't walking and talking first before they started losing their milestones. So, I guess that's something I'll have to ask the Doctor about. Is it just that Moms with kids like Ryan don't blog about it? I haven't found them yet. Or, is it, well, that they just don't survive the disease long? I have so many questions. But, as one of our Doctors said, we should wait to confirm the disease. Then he said, "However, it's not typical for a carrier to be symptomatic for the disease like Ryan is."
It's odd to think we may actually have a name for Ryan's issues. It's obviously not the ideal diagnosis, but I am thankful for great doctors.
Then on Tuesday, an unexpected call came. The nurse said, "Mrs Mann, do you have a few minutes?" A test came back positive. I'm a little shocked. Ryan tested positive as a "carrier for Niemann-Pick C-1. Heterozygote. One copy not 2. A carrier, not diagnosed with the disease." She then read to me, "Biochemical testing is recommended to confirm disease diagnosis."
A few days and several calls later, we have the next steps planned out and at least a rough understanding of what will take place over the next few weeks.
Ryan will have "biochemical testing" done on Monday, which starts with a skin biopsy. It's my understanding that it will take any where from 6-12 weeks to get the results back.
I'd like to tell you all about the disease and educate you about it, but instead I think I'll just give you some good links. I'm sure you can understand.
National Niemann-Pick Disease Foundation
National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke
This one is my least favorite, but it is very informative.
PubMed Health
In addition to the skin biopsy, Dr. Gibson is still scheduling a muscle biopsy. We are waiting to hear back from the surgeons for a surgery consult. It will be done as an outpatient surgery. The muscle biopsy will not confirm diagnosis of the Niemann Pick disease. Thus, he is still looking for other diseases.
In looking at the few profiles I've been able to find online of children with NPC, I haven't found any one yet that was diagnosed with NPC who wasn't walking and talking first before they started losing their milestones. So, I guess that's something I'll have to ask the Doctor about. Is it just that Moms with kids like Ryan don't blog about it? I haven't found them yet. Or, is it, well, that they just don't survive the disease long? I have so many questions. But, as one of our Doctors said, we should wait to confirm the disease. Then he said, "However, it's not typical for a carrier to be symptomatic for the disease like Ryan is."
It's odd to think we may actually have a name for Ryan's issues. It's obviously not the ideal diagnosis, but I am thankful for great doctors.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Great Scripture
I was just reading my scriptures this morning. Alma 37 in The Book of Mormon.
My daughter gets up each morning at 5:45 to go to seminary to study the scriptures. Each year they study, in-depth one book of scriptures. They have certain scriptures called "Scripture Mastery Scriptures" that they memorize and really study. They have important concepts in them.
Alma 37:35 is one of those. It says:
Great advice, right?
Well, I think there's an even better scripture in it's shadows just before it.
Alma 37:34
Okay, maybe not better, but at least equally as good. :)
My daughter gets up each morning at 5:45 to go to seminary to study the scriptures. Each year they study, in-depth one book of scriptures. They have certain scriptures called "Scripture Mastery Scriptures" that they memorize and really study. They have important concepts in them.
Alma 37:35 is one of those. It says:
O, remember, my son,
(Alma is the name of the father and he's talking to his son, Helaman)
and learn wisdom in thy youth;
yea, learn in thy youth to keep the commandments of God.
Great advice, right?
Well, I think there's an even better scripture in it's shadows just before it.
Alma 37:34
Teach them to never be weary of good works,
but to be meek and lowly in heart;
for such shall find rest to their souls.Okay, maybe not better, but at least equally as good. :)
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Happy Thanksgiving
Am I the only one who is finding it hard to believe that it's already November? And, not just November, but it's already Thanksgiving? It seems just yesterday that it was June 30th. It's hard to believe that almost 5 months have passed so quickly.
In some ways I still feel like the child who wishes time would speed up so that Christmas morning will come when I open my eyes, and in other ways I wish I could just hold the hands of time so they would just almost not move. I suppose it's good that I don't get to choose how to control time.
Anyway ...
I took the other children to see The Muppets Movie. I love happy movies. It's a happy movie. I highly recommend it.
I wanted to go see Hugo also since I had read the book "The Inventions of Hugo Cabret" to the children ... actually twice. It's a great book. But, when it was time to go I was just too tired and decided to stay home with the younger kids. It was the wise choice for me to get some rest, but I'm disappointed that I didn't get to see the movie. David, Jessica & Dwight really enjoyed it a lot. (I hear that if you haven't read the book, you may not like the movie very much.)
We had a really yummy Thanksgiving day of food. We choose not to overdo the food this year. It was a nice choice. Sometimes Dwight and I spend so much time cooking that we don't spend as much time with the kids. We noticed in the past that the kids prefer us to spend more time with them. It's more important than the food to them. I think we found a really good balance this year. Jacob commented that one of his favorite things about our house on Thanksgiving is how we graze all day. We certainly did that again this year. It was yummy! I'm very blessed to be married to a good cook who loves food.
Ryan's spastic movements seem to be slowing down a little. I wonder if it's like seizures that can come and go for no reason. It makes me nervous. I'm very anxious to talk to his Neurologist this week. I should probably take a peace offering for interrupting his vacation so much during Ryan's hospital stay. I know it's his job, but he could have just tried to call back once and then said, "Oh, well, I tried." But he didn't. I really appreciate that he kept trying. Maybe some homemade toffee would be good?
That's just one of the many things we have to be thankful for at this Thanksgiving season. I believe it's important to always have an attitude of gratitude, and know that in my life when I count my blessings, it helps me to remember my blessings. I hope that you already know that I am thankful for you, my friends. I hope you already know that I am thankful for my family, my faith, my God, and for all that I have.
I pray that you,too, are safe and blessed this Thanksgiving season!
In some ways I still feel like the child who wishes time would speed up so that Christmas morning will come when I open my eyes, and in other ways I wish I could just hold the hands of time so they would just almost not move. I suppose it's good that I don't get to choose how to control time.
Anyway ...
I took the other children to see The Muppets Movie. I love happy movies. It's a happy movie. I highly recommend it.
I wanted to go see Hugo also since I had read the book "The Inventions of Hugo Cabret" to the children ... actually twice. It's a great book. But, when it was time to go I was just too tired and decided to stay home with the younger kids. It was the wise choice for me to get some rest, but I'm disappointed that I didn't get to see the movie. David, Jessica & Dwight really enjoyed it a lot. (I hear that if you haven't read the book, you may not like the movie very much.)
We had a really yummy Thanksgiving day of food. We choose not to overdo the food this year. It was a nice choice. Sometimes Dwight and I spend so much time cooking that we don't spend as much time with the kids. We noticed in the past that the kids prefer us to spend more time with them. It's more important than the food to them. I think we found a really good balance this year. Jacob commented that one of his favorite things about our house on Thanksgiving is how we graze all day. We certainly did that again this year. It was yummy! I'm very blessed to be married to a good cook who loves food.
Ryan's spastic movements seem to be slowing down a little. I wonder if it's like seizures that can come and go for no reason. It makes me nervous. I'm very anxious to talk to his Neurologist this week. I should probably take a peace offering for interrupting his vacation so much during Ryan's hospital stay. I know it's his job, but he could have just tried to call back once and then said, "Oh, well, I tried." But he didn't. I really appreciate that he kept trying. Maybe some homemade toffee would be good?
That's just one of the many things we have to be thankful for at this Thanksgiving season. I believe it's important to always have an attitude of gratitude, and know that in my life when I count my blessings, it helps me to remember my blessings. I hope that you already know that I am thankful for you, my friends. I hope you already know that I am thankful for my family, my faith, my God, and for all that I have.
I pray that you,too, are safe and blessed this Thanksgiving season!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Home from the Hospital
Well we made it home from the hospital last night around 8 pm. Ryan is stable and not seizing. However, he is having constant "spastic" activity. Unfortunately, his Neurologist is out of town for the week and is traveling some where without good cell phone reception.
On Tuesday they did a 3 hour MRI of Ryan's spine and brain with and without contrast. Beyond the new seizure meds, the MRI, the lamictal level blood test, and the 24-hour EEG, the Hospitalist felt there was really nothing else they could for Ryan. So, we're home waiting to see the Neurologist when he returns.
The spastic activity means that Ryan's arms are constantly flexed and moving, and his upper body sometimes jerks like he's trying to sit up. When it intensifies, his lower body stiffens and he "scissors" his legs. ("Scissors" is the term used to describe crossing at the ankles.) The spastic behaviors are obviously very uncomfortable to Ryan. He's not resting well. His eyes are bloodshot from being so tired. The nurse today suggested that we alternate Tylenol and Motrin. That seems to give him some relief.
So, what's causing the spastic behavior? Well, we don't know for sure. It could be whatever disease or syndrome is causing everything else. Or, it could be that the 3+ hour seizure he had on Saturday did nerve damage. Hopefully the Neurologist or the Metabolic Geneticist will have some input next week. And, more importantly hopefully we can get Ryan something before next week that will give him some relief from the spastic behaviors.
On Tuesday they did a 3 hour MRI of Ryan's spine and brain with and without contrast. Beyond the new seizure meds, the MRI, the lamictal level blood test, and the 24-hour EEG, the Hospitalist felt there was really nothing else they could for Ryan. So, we're home waiting to see the Neurologist when he returns.
The spastic activity means that Ryan's arms are constantly flexed and moving, and his upper body sometimes jerks like he's trying to sit up. When it intensifies, his lower body stiffens and he "scissors" his legs. ("Scissors" is the term used to describe crossing at the ankles.) The spastic behaviors are obviously very uncomfortable to Ryan. He's not resting well. His eyes are bloodshot from being so tired. The nurse today suggested that we alternate Tylenol and Motrin. That seems to give him some relief.
So, what's causing the spastic behavior? Well, we don't know for sure. It could be whatever disease or syndrome is causing everything else. Or, it could be that the 3+ hour seizure he had on Saturday did nerve damage. Hopefully the Neurologist or the Metabolic Geneticist will have some input next week. And, more importantly hopefully we can get Ryan something before next week that will give him some relief from the spastic behaviors.
Monday, November 21, 2011
A Quick Update
Ryan is having a much better night, thankfully. The doctors have ordered a MRI with and without contrast of the brain and the spine tomorrow. Hopefully, the night continues to go this well so that we both can get some sleep. Thank you all for your kind words, prayers, and your support. I sure appreciate it!
A Long Night
Ryan's meds have been adjusted. They are keeping the Lamictal the same, but adding a dose of Keppra to his daily meds. Last night the thrashing about starting again in mid afternoon and continued to increase in intensity. I was hopeful that the Keppra would calm it, but at 1 am when he started crying with each cycle of thrashing ... and there were definite cycles, I finally requested Ativan for him. It was a low dose of Ativan, but it did the trick. Within just a few minutes, he was resting peacefully. It was such a relief to see him calm and at rest.
Today the Hospitalist (Ryan's Doctor here at the hospital) is going to be speaking with Ryan's Neurologist and his Metabolic Geneticist. Hopefully, they will be able to coordinate the best plan for Ryan. I think I will also put a call into the Metabolic Geneticist just to make sure he has all the most recent information since our last visit, and I'll call Dr. Rhame to give him an update.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
An EEG and More Crazy Seizures
On Friday morning we went to the hospital to have Ryan set up for a 24 hour EEG. When we scheduled this test, Ryan was having 8-9 seizures each day, but then his Neurologist adjusted his meds and during the past few weeks he's only averaged 1-2 obvious seizures every few days. (I say obvious because it's always possible that he's having "subclinical" seizures, essentially meaning seizures with no outward symptoms.) I'm not sure that we'll get any information from the test, but we'll see.
It was wonderful to see that the technician who set up his EEG was a familiar face. Susan didn't immediately recognize us, but after I commented on remembering that she volunteered for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society (LLS) she remembered me, mostly from my "soft, quiet voice." I remembered her because she does a lot of work with LLS, and that just makes my heart swell. They are the organization that sponsored my chemo, meaning they paid $5,000 towards the cost of chemo. It covered some of the costs that my insurance didn't cover. It was such a blessing!
Once we had Ryan's head all wired up, we were actually able to return home for the day. The entire day consisted of someone having to hold Ryan's hands. He seemed very bugged by the "Brain Monitor."
When I took Ryan home, Johnathon and Deborah were immediately concerned and interested. I always explain things in great detail to the kids, both in real medical terms, but then also in terms they can hopefully easily understand and grasp. I called it a Brain Monitor because I knew they could relate it to the heart monitor he had recently had. Then I explained that it was very important to make sure Ryan didn't detach any of the electrodes so that we could get a good "feeding." I meant to say "reading." Friday night when I was saying night prayers with Deborah, she prayed that Ryan's Brain Monitor would get a "good feeding and not be hungry." Nice.
We made it through Friday night and arrived back at the hospital on Saturday morning at 8.30 with only 2 of the electrodes detached. They checked to make sure the recording worked, but we were not given any information on whether or not the EEG recorded any seizure activity. I don't think I'll hear back on that until I talk to our Neurologist. Our next office appointment isn't scheduled until the end of the month.
So, then we went home. Shortly after we arrived home, the arm thrashing that Ryan had been doing all Friday night became more intense and his upper body became involved. It didn't take long to recognize that he was probably having some sort of neurological issue. From about 9-12, he cried nonstop. Nothing helped. He normally calms to a warm bath with Daddy. Nope, not this time. His legs were stiff as a board from just above the hips, and scissored. His upper body was fighting with super human strength.
And, my big mistake for the day ... checking to see if he was teething. I'm lucky I still have a finger tip. What was I thinking??? If you EVER even suspect seizure activity, DO NOT STICK YOUR FINGER IN THE PERSON'S MOUTH!! They really do have super human strength. Ouch! That hurt!
So, at noon, I called the doctor and he said to take him to the ER. I walked into the full Children's ER and they immediately walked us back to a room, with 3 nurses and a Doctor. They all immediately recognized it as seizure activity. How did I not know for certain that it was seizure activity? Why did I wait so long to know for sure?
The ER Doctor was also a familiar face. She has treated us before in the ER. She's a good doctor. We had to stabilize and calm Ryan first. His heart rate was staying above 150 and his oxygen rate was staying below the low 90's. Once stabilized, she ordered scans and x-rays to eliminate the possibility that the seizures were being set off by an infection or a fracture, etc. They gave Ryan a drug called Ativan, which also sedated him. Then they did full body x-rays, blood work, urine collection by catheter, and examined him quite thoroughly. They didn't find any infection or fractures.
As soon as the Ativan started to wear off, the same seizure activity immediately started again. It didn't have quite the same intensity, but it was close. Another dose of Ativan brought the same calming effects. A consult with a Pediatric Neurologist (unfortunately, not Ryan's usual Neurologist) brought a large dose of Keppra. Ryan took Keppra when he was much younger, but it was replaced with other seizure meds when his seizures changed characteristics.
So, they admitted Ryan overnight . He slept off and on through the night. He is awake today and his upper body is again thrashing, for lack of any other term. He doesn't seem to enjoy this. I hope they are able to figure out what is going on for him.
The Hospitalist is also a Doctor who has treated us before and recognized us, and impressively remembered a lot of details. He is trying to reach both Ryan's Neurologist and his Geneticist to see if they want to do an MRI. If we are doing an MRI, the Geneticist may want to order a muscle biopsy at the same time.
Keeping all things in perspective ... we are very blessed to be surrounded by talented people who have sacrificed much to be able to help us. We are very blessed to be cared for by so many people who do their jobs so willingly and so kindly. I am thankful to you for all of your prayers, and would once again ask for your prayers that the Doctors will be able to help Ryan.
It was wonderful to see that the technician who set up his EEG was a familiar face. Susan didn't immediately recognize us, but after I commented on remembering that she volunteered for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society (LLS) she remembered me, mostly from my "soft, quiet voice." I remembered her because she does a lot of work with LLS, and that just makes my heart swell. They are the organization that sponsored my chemo, meaning they paid $5,000 towards the cost of chemo. It covered some of the costs that my insurance didn't cover. It was such a blessing!
Once we had Ryan's head all wired up, we were actually able to return home for the day. The entire day consisted of someone having to hold Ryan's hands. He seemed very bugged by the "Brain Monitor."
When I took Ryan home, Johnathon and Deborah were immediately concerned and interested. I always explain things in great detail to the kids, both in real medical terms, but then also in terms they can hopefully easily understand and grasp. I called it a Brain Monitor because I knew they could relate it to the heart monitor he had recently had. Then I explained that it was very important to make sure Ryan didn't detach any of the electrodes so that we could get a good "feeding." I meant to say "reading." Friday night when I was saying night prayers with Deborah, she prayed that Ryan's Brain Monitor would get a "good feeding and not be hungry." Nice.
We made it through Friday night and arrived back at the hospital on Saturday morning at 8.30 with only 2 of the electrodes detached. They checked to make sure the recording worked, but we were not given any information on whether or not the EEG recorded any seizure activity. I don't think I'll hear back on that until I talk to our Neurologist. Our next office appointment isn't scheduled until the end of the month.
So, then we went home. Shortly after we arrived home, the arm thrashing that Ryan had been doing all Friday night became more intense and his upper body became involved. It didn't take long to recognize that he was probably having some sort of neurological issue. From about 9-12, he cried nonstop. Nothing helped. He normally calms to a warm bath with Daddy. Nope, not this time. His legs were stiff as a board from just above the hips, and scissored. His upper body was fighting with super human strength.
And, my big mistake for the day ... checking to see if he was teething. I'm lucky I still have a finger tip. What was I thinking??? If you EVER even suspect seizure activity, DO NOT STICK YOUR FINGER IN THE PERSON'S MOUTH!! They really do have super human strength. Ouch! That hurt!
So, at noon, I called the doctor and he said to take him to the ER. I walked into the full Children's ER and they immediately walked us back to a room, with 3 nurses and a Doctor. They all immediately recognized it as seizure activity. How did I not know for certain that it was seizure activity? Why did I wait so long to know for sure?
The ER Doctor was also a familiar face. She has treated us before in the ER. She's a good doctor. We had to stabilize and calm Ryan first. His heart rate was staying above 150 and his oxygen rate was staying below the low 90's. Once stabilized, she ordered scans and x-rays to eliminate the possibility that the seizures were being set off by an infection or a fracture, etc. They gave Ryan a drug called Ativan, which also sedated him. Then they did full body x-rays, blood work, urine collection by catheter, and examined him quite thoroughly. They didn't find any infection or fractures.
As soon as the Ativan started to wear off, the same seizure activity immediately started again. It didn't have quite the same intensity, but it was close. Another dose of Ativan brought the same calming effects. A consult with a Pediatric Neurologist (unfortunately, not Ryan's usual Neurologist) brought a large dose of Keppra. Ryan took Keppra when he was much younger, but it was replaced with other seizure meds when his seizures changed characteristics.
So, they admitted Ryan overnight . He slept off and on through the night. He is awake today and his upper body is again thrashing, for lack of any other term. He doesn't seem to enjoy this. I hope they are able to figure out what is going on for him.
The Hospitalist is also a Doctor who has treated us before and recognized us, and impressively remembered a lot of details. He is trying to reach both Ryan's Neurologist and his Geneticist to see if they want to do an MRI. If we are doing an MRI, the Geneticist may want to order a muscle biopsy at the same time.
Keeping all things in perspective ... we are very blessed to be surrounded by talented people who have sacrificed much to be able to help us. We are very blessed to be cared for by so many people who do their jobs so willingly and so kindly. I am thankful to you for all of your prayers, and would once again ask for your prayers that the Doctors will be able to help Ryan.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Check Him Out..
This morning we got an email from a friend letting us know that Living Social had this advertising campaign running today. What a fun surprise! This picture was taken when David was performing at LOL Comedy Club.
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Every night Deborah prays. Every night Deborah prays that she will not have bad dreams. AND, every night ... without fail ... Deborah prays for her friend H-y. She has loved H-y for the past few years now. She just thinks he is the best guy ever! I have to agree that he is a pretty great young boy! He's such a gentleman: polite, cute, and really funny!
Well, today he had a birthday party. Starting several hours before the birthday party, Deborah started asking me how much longer till the birthday party. She, of course, wasn't content with "a few more hours." No, she wanted an exact count down, "4 hours and 11 minutes." ... "3 hours and 48 minutes" ... "3 hours and 24 minutes" ... "2 hours and 56 minutes" ... Well, hopefully, you get the idea. The countdown happened frequently.
Oh, and picking the present was LOTS of fun! We have a family budget for friend's birthday gifts. It's the same for every friend and for every kid. It's always the same, BUT if one of the children wants to spend more than that then they are welcome to spend their own money. I think Deborah might have spent her entire piggy bank, if she had found a present that required it.
It was so fun to watch her pick the presents. It was fun to see the process. She has such a mind of her own. (I have no idea how I have so many children with such independent strong spirits. haha!)
Anyway ... then we went to the party. It was so fun! Then they played a game. It was a game kind of like tag, but they would thrown this "cushion" and if the cushion hit you then you were out. I wanted to play! It looked like a lot of fun! Deborah was running fast and staying far from the cushion, never taking her eye off the cushion.
Then I saw it ... fear. She wasn't just playing a game. She was scared of the cushion hitting her. She was running to protect herself! (Oh, if only you could see her face in this picture. )
Thankfully, Liam (H-y's older brother who was helping with the party & is also a such a gentleman) tagged her by getting her out on the leg. Yay, Liam! As soon as she was out, I went over to check on her. She was so relieved to be out of the game.
That was it for her on the games, but boy! She had SO much fun, and she LOVED being at H-y's party!
Well, today he had a birthday party. Starting several hours before the birthday party, Deborah started asking me how much longer till the birthday party. She, of course, wasn't content with "a few more hours." No, she wanted an exact count down, "4 hours and 11 minutes." ... "3 hours and 48 minutes" ... "3 hours and 24 minutes" ... "2 hours and 56 minutes" ... Well, hopefully, you get the idea. The countdown happened frequently.
Oh, and picking the present was LOTS of fun! We have a family budget for friend's birthday gifts. It's the same for every friend and for every kid. It's always the same, BUT if one of the children wants to spend more than that then they are welcome to spend their own money. I think Deborah might have spent her entire piggy bank, if she had found a present that required it.
It was so fun to watch her pick the presents. It was fun to see the process. She has such a mind of her own. (I have no idea how I have so many children with such independent strong spirits. haha!)
Anyway ... then we went to the party. It was so fun! Then they played a game. It was a game kind of like tag, but they would thrown this "cushion" and if the cushion hit you then you were out. I wanted to play! It looked like a lot of fun! Deborah was running fast and staying far from the cushion, never taking her eye off the cushion.
Then I saw it ... fear. She wasn't just playing a game. She was scared of the cushion hitting her. She was running to protect herself! (Oh, if only you could see her face in this picture. )
Thankfully, Liam (H-y's older brother who was helping with the party & is also a such a gentleman) tagged her by getting her out on the leg. Yay, Liam! As soon as she was out, I went over to check on her. She was so relieved to be out of the game.
That was it for her on the games, but boy! She had SO much fun, and she LOVED being at H-y's party!
The Weather Report
Today is going to be busy day following a crazy busy week of appointments. I don't really have time to post, but I feel strongly that I want to share a few thoughts that have been brewing in my head.
A new friend I met recently, Susan, related feelings to a weather report. The other day I was driving and thought, "It's cloudy with a chance of heavy rain showers." I probably should have just acknowledged that it was already raining, but for whatever reason, I seem to have a probably admitting that the rain clouds are almost always looming lately.
Then I heard the words to the song I had on in the car:
And with everlasting mercy will I succor thee
And with healing will I take thee 'neath my wings
Though the mountains shall depart
And the hills shall be removed
And the valleys shall be lost beneath the sea
Know my child
My kindness shall not depart from thee!
And, then the thought came to mind ... the promise ... the rainbow.
The rain will always end.
A new friend I met recently, Susan, related feelings to a weather report. The other day I was driving and thought, "It's cloudy with a chance of heavy rain showers." I probably should have just acknowledged that it was already raining, but for whatever reason, I seem to have a probably admitting that the rain clouds are almost always looming lately.
Then I heard the words to the song I had on in the car:
And with everlasting mercy will I succor thee
And with healing will I take thee 'neath my wings
Though the mountains shall depart
And the hills shall be removed
And the valleys shall be lost beneath the sea
Know my child
My kindness shall not depart from thee!
And, then the thought came to mind ... the promise ... the rainbow.
The rain will always end.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Ryan's Hearing Tests
On October 28th, Ryan had his 2nd set of tubes put in his ears. While still in the OR, they also did an ABR hearing test. You might remember that Ryan had this same test done last August and that it showed 60-70% hearing loss then. Well, this year the ABR showed his hearing loss to be 80-90%.
In light of the other skill losses, I suppose we anticipated these results. It was still disappointing to learn that he has had such significant loss.
So today we met with an Audiologist and she made molds of Ryan's ears for hearing aides. Within the next couple of weeks, we'll go back to the Audiologist's office to do a hearing test for an audiological exam. I'm quite curious how they will do that with Ryan.
I thought you might enjoy seeing pictures of the molding process. Dr. Board first put a little spongy material on a string. She placed that into the opening of Ryan's ear. Then she filled a syringe with some squishy green material. I wish you could feel the texture of the material. It was a seafoam green and was very oily feeling. Dr. Board put some in Ryan's hand before she put it in Ryan's ear. She even let me play with some too.
After just a moment or two it became set, and the doctor took it out. Ryan didn't seem to mind the process at all. This is what they looked like:
(We did have to repeat the first one, which is why you see 3 below. Don't worry; Ryan doesn't have 3 ears.)
In light of the other skill losses, I suppose we anticipated these results. It was still disappointing to learn that he has had such significant loss.
So today we met with an Audiologist and she made molds of Ryan's ears for hearing aides. Within the next couple of weeks, we'll go back to the Audiologist's office to do a hearing test for an audiological exam. I'm quite curious how they will do that with Ryan.
I thought you might enjoy seeing pictures of the molding process. Dr. Board first put a little spongy material on a string. She placed that into the opening of Ryan's ear. Then she filled a syringe with some squishy green material. I wish you could feel the texture of the material. It was a seafoam green and was very oily feeling. Dr. Board put some in Ryan's hand before she put it in Ryan's ear. She even let me play with some too.
After just a moment or two it became set, and the doctor took it out. Ryan didn't seem to mind the process at all. This is what they looked like:
Monday, November 7, 2011
You've heard the old saying: "Pick your battles."
My little Deborah loves to pick out what she's going to wear each day. I've learned not to pick that battle. So, each day I give her choices. A few choices. We usually do okay that way.
Today she picked a BEAUTIFUL red dress. One of the most beautiful in her closet. She even wanted me to blow dry her hair and curl it for her today. She really wanted me to put some makeup on her too, but I had to draw the line at that one. She is a little young for makeup.
I suspect she knew I wasn't going to do makeup. So far, so good right? Then I asked her to go get her socks and shoes on. She picked her beautiful fancy white socks with the beautiful white lace. Of course, she INSISTS on wearing them as knee highs, which means the lace is up by the knees instead of folding them over. But, pick your battles right?
Then she comes back in my room to tell me she's ready to go to church. I turned around to tell her thanks and to give her a kiss. Imagine my surprise when I looked down at my beautiful daughter with her beautiful curled hair in her beautiful dress and in beautiful (knee-high) socks AND HER CONVERSE SHOES!
Yup! You read that right. Black & white Converse shoes. The ones that match her brothers. She thought they looked perfect. There was no changing her mind.
"Pick your battles." Right?
Notice her socks' ruffles are at her ankles. I picked my battle and she wore her Converse today.
(And, she still looked absolutely beautiful!)
Today she picked a BEAUTIFUL red dress. One of the most beautiful in her closet. She even wanted me to blow dry her hair and curl it for her today. She really wanted me to put some makeup on her too, but I had to draw the line at that one. She is a little young for makeup.
I suspect she knew I wasn't going to do makeup. So far, so good right? Then I asked her to go get her socks and shoes on. She picked her beautiful fancy white socks with the beautiful white lace. Of course, she INSISTS on wearing them as knee highs, which means the lace is up by the knees instead of folding them over. But, pick your battles right?
Then she comes back in my room to tell me she's ready to go to church. I turned around to tell her thanks and to give her a kiss. Imagine my surprise when I looked down at my beautiful daughter with her beautiful curled hair in her beautiful dress and in beautiful (knee-high) socks AND HER CONVERSE SHOES!
Yup! You read that right. Black & white Converse shoes. The ones that match her brothers. She thought they looked perfect. There was no changing her mind.
"Pick your battles." Right?
Notice her socks' ruffles are at her ankles. I picked my battle and she wore her Converse today.
(And, she still looked absolutely beautiful!)
Friday, November 4, 2011
Looking gorgeous
It's rare to get a picture of Jessica. It's nice to get one of her smiling, looking confident, and just beautiful. I love that girl!
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I took this picture of Ryan today when he was on his way out to the bus. He just looked so cute. Something about the fact that he would NOT open his eyes just made me smile. He likes to sleep right up till the time he hears his friends. Of course, I think a lot of school kids would say he's got the right idea and would be jealous that he can get by with it. :)
Thursday, October 20, 2011
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