Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving this year was very small and quiet. Phillip had to work. Davy and Becca went to Eagle Mt. to be with family. So it was just nine people. It's the first year without grandma so it was a very quiet. We've had a rough year but had so many blessings this year. Now we're coming into the Christmas season and I look forward to family traditions and memories.

Cast OFF

Six grueling weeks since my left foot has seen the light of day! The podiatrist gave me a brace to wear for the next few weeks. Its tender but I'm excited to see what the next few weeks will bring.

Garth Brooks

When I was six years old Heidi won tickets to see Garth Brooks. I wanted to see him so badly. There was no way an eighteen year old was taking her six year old kid sister to a concert. So I stomped my foot and told her I'd never speak to her again. Throughout all this Heidi promised me that someday I would get to see Garth Brooks.
 Flash forward to September twenty-five years later. This gal almost forgot that temper tantrum. Heidi's face beamed as she stated, "Garth is coming here on tour and we're getting tickets!" So it just so happens that he was doing a show on Halloween.

Best birthday ever! Here's to a great year as a thirty one year old.

Allergy Test

I went and saw the ENT because my primary doctor has been worried about my constant ear infections. The ENT did hearing tests and found out I'm right on the boarder to pass on my right ear and just above the boarder in my left. This chickadee just barely passed. They decided the next round of tests would be allergy.
  I suffer from extreme seasonal allergies every time the seasons change. They hoped maybe it would help keep me from loosing Moore hearing. The results are my poor arm above.... the ENT told my to opt for the serum. This way I wouldn't have to come in for a weekly shots. So after they make up my serum I will be the proud owner of an epipen in case I react to the serum in anyway...

Foot Surgery

As many of my family and friends know I'm not the most graceful of people. My senior year of high school I had my right foot fused. We found out I had loose joints and something wrong with my tendons. They told me I would most likely be back shortly to get the left one fixed. Thirteen years ago that was a four plus month recovery. Being the stubborn person I am I decided to wait until the left was as bad as the right.
  fast forward thirteen years to this summer. I rolled my ankle, and I rolled my ankle bad. I distinctly remember a loud pop as I hobbled back to the van. It never healed right. So by September I found myself meeting with a podiatrist. I had never really gotten an answer to why my feet where the way they where. First thing they did was order x-rays. The podiatrist told me my bones were fine, but there was a small problem. The tendon that is suppose to cushion my ankle joint was nonexistent.
  I thought back to the last surgery and was not excited. The podiatrist insured me the procedure he did could have me up and walking in eight weeks!

Aiden's rough Week

I'm not a big gabbber, but when I got a text seven years ago announcing the birth of this boy it was an instant bond. Bug came into the world September 16, 2008 at a mere 28 to 29 weeks gestation. Little man wasn't due until beginning of December. Here I found myself looking at a tiny 2lb baby laying in an incubator praying for my sister's sake that he'd live, and be healthy.
He had his fair share of struggles, and by one they put a shunt in to help drain the extra fluid off his brain. As he grew he gained family members. His sisters love to be with him and play. Most of all he loved them.

Every step forward with him has been a blessing, from walking, talking, school, potty training to simply hearing aids for school. His biggest challenges have been watching his physical activity with the placement of the shunt. He hasn't ever had too many issues with the shunt giving him problems in the last six years.

 

This week Aiden turned seven. Sissy and I have been reflecting on his birth and how amazing he's doing. We had a picnic and pictures planned for today to celebrate his and H's birthdays. When I got a scary text message and call from my bug. "Auntie my head hurts real bad. So mommy took me to the doctor.'' I sigh, trying not to make him nervous, ''well buddy that's the best place to be.'' After a quick chat with sissy I find out that they're worried about his shunt. All his cultures came back negative for infection. So now they have to do x-rays,CT scans, and MRI's to check his shunt is working properly. I knew it was going to be a long night. Finally at midnight I get a call from sissy about Bug's shunt. After six years of the same shunt his is finally decided to cause grief. The good news was there's no blockage, but for some reason his shunt is draining the fluid too fast and that causes him to get sick. They put a neurosurgeon on call just in case anything goes wrong.

So happy Birthday Buggy Auntie loves you and hopefully the next year isn't quite as hectic as this one!

 

Miss H is Nine

Easter 2015

Cat in the hat program second grade

four years old dec 2010

fifth Birthday

Baby H

We are so lucky to have this sweet girl in our life! Happy Birthday Hermione Marie we love you so much! I can't believe you're nine. Seems like yesterday you were in preschool and Abby was a baby.