Rambo's Rampages...

My kids are sweet. They really are. And unbeknownst to me they cleaned their bathroom and made it super nice so I could have a 'spa' by taking a bath. The only problem is I hate baths. I think they're gross. But they were so happy to bless me with this surprise how could I turn it down? So I did what every good mother would do. I bleached the heck out of the tub, filled it with as many bubbles as I could find, lit every single one of the 17 candles they put in there (ok maybe it was only three), and called them in to see how much mommy appreciated it. Then I sent them away so I could get in. Or so they thought. I'm really just sitting on the back of the toilet typing this on my phone. No I'm not.  I do love my kids and am thankful they love me and want to please and bless me even when I stink at showing them my love. Right now I better put my phone aside before I dunk it accidentally into this bubble bath. Plus I've been in here for about 2.5 minutes and I

Where have I even stood but the shore along Your ocean? I never think about how small we are. And by 'we' I mean our planet. But this morning (we're talking FIRST THING as Ben came home from work and I'm still rubbing the crusties out of my eyes) as Ben was explaining to me fission and fusion and atomic bombs vs. hydrogen bombs [all of which I remember ABSOLUTELY everything you said, hon....] I got the vision of being pulled far far back into outer space and looking at the earth. I forget that we're just sitting in outer space. Just floating ever so small surrounded by endlessness.  Disclaimer: I am by NO MEANS anyth ing near a scientist. I don't even really like science so bear with my probably technically incorrect words. I'm just trying to give yo u a picture, not give you a degree in chemist ry .. or physical science ... or biology... or whatever it would be. What's t he stu dy of space again ? J UST KIDDING.   Our universe is limit les

This post may not be appropriate for all viewers. Viewer discretion is advised because I'm not sure how well I'll be able to hold my tongue. So, if you are a child- stop now. Go tell your mommy I have lost my mind and don't look back.  I'll start with the good news. We are home!! We got home Monday evening. Hematology gave the go ahead to pull the central line over the weekend and by Sunday Theodore was back to baseline everything. Monday came and almost went with us still in the hospital waiting for his blood thinner prescription, but thanks to his great nurse that day (Thank you, Tamieka!) she was able to figure out a way to get us home sooner. She even went down to the pharmacy herself to pick it up for us.  Of course the usual chaos ensued at home of unpacking and organizing and cleaning and blah blah blah. Thankfully Ben had cleaned the house for our return so that part was a great welcome home. I will never understand the emotional highs and lo's of gettin

That is the size of his clot. 2 1/2 inches! This miraculous clot that appeared in a day and a half is like an enormous slug stuck inside his vein. And, apparently, it's covering multiple veins. Awesome. This little man does nothing half way. The ICU team spoke with hematology yesterday and were told to leave the central line (what caused the clot in the first place) in for 5 days because the chance of dislodging the clot while removing the line and causing an embolism was too great. How he even got the clot is a mystery since he was on preventative blood thinners for that very reason in the first place. So his dose has been upped from preventative to treatment. Whether or not hematology will want to look further into what is causing this is unsure right now. All we know is that it's rare for someone his age to get clots at all, and even more rare that we were actively preventing it when it happened. Thankfully today little man is much happier. I've seen several smile

I have done it again. Timeless times I have told myself to keep my mouth shut. Just keep your mouth shut, Amanda. It's not that hard.. you wouldn't think. I think I need to start listening to myself a little better. The very day (THE VERY DAY) I wrote that last post guess what happened. You don't even need to guess. You already know I bet. Yup, Theodore got taken to the hospital. He started with a low grade fever so we started his meds, alternating every three hours because we don't play games with him. What did the fever do? It kept climbing. And he got more and more miserable as the hours went by. By 8pm his fever was 104.4. Just two hours early it had 'only' been 102.8. So we did what every body would do. We packed his stuff, our clothes, the kids clothes and set off for the hospital. A trip to our local hospital always means a transport to Hopkins so we dropped the kiddos at my parents and got the works started. Not long after getting there we were told

It's supernatural really. It's how everyone in the house gets sick and mommy makes it through less blasted than the rest. It's quick recoveries. It's a blessing and a curse simultaneously. The past few weeks have been quite up and down in this house. One day everyone is fine, the next someone has a fever. A cough has been about the only persistent thing. It starts with one victim then moves onto the next and by the time it's made it's rounds, something new has come in.  It's cray cray. Thankfully, everyone has kept their spirits high. And today is actually a great day. There have been no fevers in days and the kids are well. The problem the past few days has been Ben.  Who does that surprise???  Poor guy doesn't have a fever but is on the cusp of pnemonia. As well as his ears and sinuses being infected. We got a double antibiotic from the doctor yesterday and he finally got his first night's sleep in about 4 days.  He's m i s e r