Why, yes, yes she does. The “she” here being referred to being, of course, Kendall. I am thinking something like “tact 101” wasn’t part of Dr. B’s ESL/med school training based on this blurted out assessment at our neurology appointment yesterday. Luckily, I have grown thick enough skin to not be bothered by comments like …
Phew. I’m dizzy. That could be my infected ears talking though… Last nite was the first time I feel like I have just “sat” and relaxed in over a week. Probably because it WAS the first time in over a week… what a whirlwind the last week and a half has been! So Kendall was …
Not me, so much. I managed to pick up my own version of ebola virus and can hardly hear, talk or breathe through all the mucus. BUT – my baby is doing much much much better. This morning was still a struggle. I could not update this morning because she was still so miserable, and …
I read some crazy hippie embrace the inner you happy horsecaca quote on Twitter today that went something like “Your problem’s solution is contained therein”. Now this had to have been either a rejected script for Yoda in Star Wars or some cheesey fortune cookie insert Happy Dolla Chow Mein, because it just doesn’t make …
I remember about two years ago, this very week, one of our awesome NICU nurses told us to not watch the numbers, but watch Kendall. Ben and I would sit there in her little curtained off area and just focus on that monitor, like we were at the horse races or something. Numbers MEANT something …
