Home once again
I don’t imagine any of you who read Namine’s blog care for my tendency for long-windedness, so I’ll keep it short. Namine was allowed to come home on Saturday, which was a wonderful surprise. She still has needs medication for the pain, but she’s being quite a little trooper. She’s not allowed to move around…
Tummy surgery: complete
If I had subtitles, it would probably be “The miracle that no doctor could have foreseen.” But I’ll get to that.
Tummy surgery: mid-point
The nurse in the OR just called in to the waiting room to inform us that they finished the g-tube removal and fistula closure. She didn’t say exactly how it went, but we remain optimistic because it only took them about an hour and a half. And they got the IV in on the first…
Tummy surgery: pre-op
Namine has just been taken back into the operating room, so Jessica and I, along with Chyral and her boyfriend, have deposited ourselves into the waiting room. We expect to see more family before the day is out. (I was going to say “morning,” but it’s noon now.) We are told to expect about a…
Burning the night oil
Namine is asleep, and I’m banging out my worries on my keyboard. Not much has changed since I last posted; Namine’s surgery is still up in the air, and we won’t know for certain whether it’s happening or not until we arrive tomorrow morning. No one has called to tell us it’s cancelled, however, so……
A couple things might interfere with Namine’s scheduled surgery tomorrow, and for once, neither of them is sickness. Namine has remained pretty healthy – not even a cough or a sniffle – but complications at the hospital might make for a rescheduling or two.
The occasional poop-bomb
It’s the kind of thing that, as a parent, you know in the back of your mind will eventually happen to you – but you still hope it never will.
Happy Mother’s Day
This post could easily be called “a look at our nearly three years of parenthood.” I know some moms who would not share this day with their husbands for their life, but thankfully Jessica is not like that. We both feel that we would not be as good separate. We would not be complete.
Inchstones to you, milestones to me
Namine made progress in speech last night.
A magical experience
When Namine was smaller – she’s still small, but this was a lifetime away, when she was still, shall we say, mechanically dependent – we had taken her to a local pizza place called Organ Piper Pizza. They have the most amazing pizza, and the atmosphere is, you eat amazing pizza to awesome organ music.…