Update

I think I could sleep for days, although it isn't like the little people around her would let me. Sigh.

They did a biopsy of her stomach yesterday. When they got the scope in, they didn't see what they expected. They found some ulcers, so they weren't even sure if the biopsy would be enough. They contemplated doing a second biopsy somewhere else, but in the end they decided against it. They discharged her yesterday in the evening. 

Now we are waiting on the biopsy results. She looks fine and says she's feeling pretty much back to normal. No pain. She's eating normally.  Her original complaints were some nausea, high BP, and pulse (189/86 and pulse of 130), so they gave her meds and she feels pretty much back to normal. 

The other stuff was one hell of a shock and found by chance; they scanned her heart to make sure she she hadn't had a heart attack. She hadn't. 

She has sjogrens, which is an autoimmune disease. It can also cause lesions...so I'm hoping that's what it is. But chances are high that it could be malignant. To be honest, there was so much back and forth throughout the time she was there, I don't even think they know what the hell is happening. 

We just have to wait and see at this point.

I'm not good at waiting. Sigh.

Please

I'm sitting in the ER, waiting for my mom to come back from a CT scan. We came here several hours ago because at a doctor appointment for not feeling well, her BP was 186/87. Her pulse was 130. They thought she was having a heart attack.

We came.

They did an EKG.

And an X-ray.

And then they said spot on lung...

She's being scanned. It needs to be clear. It has to be.

Please.

~~~

Biopsy tomorrow. Masses on stomach, lungs, and liver.  

There's a small chance that these are lesions from her sjogrens. The internal medicine doctor said malignancy is likely.

I just don't...I can't. 

I'm so very scared. I don't want to lose my mom, too.

9 Years

On this day, nine years ago, I started this here little old blog. Seems like yesterday.

It was the first day of the cycle that would bring me my boys.

These fantastic, wonderful boys...

Can you believe it?

Nine amazing years. Wow.

#Microblog Monday...Oops, Tuesday

While watching television a few weeks ago, the host of one of those celebrity gossip shows was interviewing a number of hair and make-up artists. At the close of the show, the host asked the beauty experts to give their favorite tips. One tip caught my attention, even though it was given as an almost afterthought. "Condition first," the guy said.

There was no further information. There was just the simple "Condition first."

To Google I went. Sure enough, there were a number of posts about reverse hair washing. It is actually a thing. The basic steps are pretty simple: put on your conditioner, leave it on your typical amount of time, add your shampoo, lather, and rinse. Easy.

So, I tried it. And I like it!

I have to admit that it feels odd to all of sudden change my usual routine. Once I got past the weirdness of it all, it really was no big deal. 

My hair is definitely on the thin side, but with this whole reverse washing thing, I actually have body when I'm done. It's still soft and manageable. I have less frizz. I've even been asked several times if I got my hair cut since I started reverse washing. (Um, nope. My last cut was at the end of October.)

Go figure! All these years on Earth, and I didn't even know how to wash my hair! :)

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Homecoming Day - Part 2

Today is Ja.son's Homecoming Day! On this day 8 years ago, after 100!!! long days in the NICU, we finally got to bring Ja.son home!



Ja.son was actually the one who was going to come home first. On the day of his would-be discharge, he spiked a fever, had a grand mal seizure, and was bagged for 20 minutes while they tried to figure out what was going on in his little body. We had received that call, the one that NICU parents dread, only twenty minutes before, and I remember staring at my boy with a terror and hopelessness I hope to never feel again. He was a very sick little boy, and we were again scared that we might lose him. We definitely could have.

Those moments made this day eight years ago, when we were finally free of the NICU forever, even sweeter. Our family was together in our own home. It was another glorious day!

This day is another special occasion in this house, and like Sh.awn's, I hope it is something we can continue to celebrate forever. :)

#MicroBlog Monday

This gem came home from school this week.



He was asked to write a story about his family, which he did. He wrote about his Homecoming Day celebration.

It's just a few sentences, a story telling about his day.

Still, my heart is full. :)

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#Microblog Monday - Homecoming Day!

Today is Sh.awn's Homecoming Day! On this day 8 years ago, after 90 long days in the NICU, we finally got to bring Sh.awn home from the hospital!

I love celebrating this day because it is super special to me. One of my boys finally came home from the hospital after months of thinking that it would never happen. He was here, and I could hold him whenever I wanted. For as long as I wanted...

For the first time, I truly felt like a mom. It was glorious!

This day is special to our family, and we are going to keep on celebrating Homecoming Days until they decide they no longer want to. I'm hoping that will be forever. :)

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