– We have had such an eventful week, I almost don’t know where to begin. How about with our trip to the ER?
– Anthony came home from work on Friday with some symptoms of what looked like food poisoning or the stomach flu. When things progressed rapidly I compared his symptoms to a checklist of symptoms for appendicitis, he had all of them and only seemed to be getting worse. A friend of mine just had an appendectomy only three weeks ago and the experience was fresh in my mind, so I really wanted to believe this wasn’t appendicitis, but we couldn’t take the chance because it is so dangerous. Even thought it was late and we gave them no warning, the Walton’s didn’t hesitate to take care of the kids while we drove to the hospital. The doctor there was kind and also very concerned it was appendicitis so Anthony after some blood work he had a CT scan. We waited and waited and all I could think about is how we were just here, in nearly the same position, not even a year ago for Anthony’s shoulder. That time ended in surgery and I was so afraid this time would, too. We were so relieved to find out that it wasn’t appendicitis but a severe case of gastroenteritis. We were also lucky to find out that he has an abnormality with his appendix that we wouldn’t have found out another way, and this could cause an actual case of appendicitis to be fatal. Now we know what to look for.
– Gastroenteritis is very similar to many of the symptoms I experience from Crohn’s on a daily basis, so I am very familiar with how to treat it. On the way home from the hospital I told Anthony that he was stepping in on my territory because I had Crohn’s disease before it was cool. He then thanked me, because I basically just told him that Crohn’s is cool now because he has it. It’s true–I’m certainly not doing Crohn’s any coolness favors.
– The next day we were all exhausted: me from worry and sleep deprivation, Anthony from sickness, and Isobel from a wild and crazy night playing with Kingston. While at the Walton’s Isobel asked Angela for a pair of shorts to wear under her too-short superhero costume. When Angela broke the news that Kingston didn’t have any pink shorts, Isobel sighed and said, “Well, I could take red then.” Unfortunately, all Kingston had were green or blue so she settled for some dark plaid board shorts. My Mom stopped by in the morning to help out with the kids so I could recover and ended up taking Isobel to a luncheon program at their church. Isobel wore her Easter dress from two years ago, which was kind of short, so naturally she paired it with… Kingston’s board shorts.
– You may have noticed Kingston has a large cast on one of his legs. He recently had surgery to correct a clubbed foot–a condition he was born with. Once that cast is off he is looking forward to running super fast and using his new skateboard like a big kid. In the meantime, we all signed it and our artist friend Dave decorated it with a Jolly Rodger and a ship from Star Wars.
– The fair is in town which means Isobel ate a giant ice cream for dinner and we took our traditional photo on top of the mushroom stool. I have taken a photo of her (and also Kingston) on top of that stool each year we’ve been to the fair, and the year they don’t put them out anymore is the year I cry in the middle of the tent exhibit. Grandma Juani bought Isobel an unlimited ride bracelet and she made the most of it while I wore Elias in the Ergo. We didn’t get into bed until almost midnight that night, and Isobel was so tired she literally fell asleep mid-sentence. One of the things we do every night before bed is talk about our favorite part of the previous day. Isobel got as far as “My favorite part of the day was going on rides and…” She just went silent. It was hilarious.
– Little Big reader Barbara generously offered me her ticket to Blogher since she will be unable to attend. I am blown over by her generosity, and although money’s tight, contemplated going just for the day with a friend since this year the conference is held in San Jose. That’s the closest it will probably ever be to me, and since there’s no way I can afford a ticket otherwise, it seemed like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Unfortunately it is the same weekend as the Mommy & Me reading class I signed Isobel up for, as well as two parties we’d like to attend. I’d like to thank Barbara once again for thinking of be and having an incredibly generous spirit.
– As of yesterday, Isobel is now sick, too. So, fun times over here, that’s for sure.
Scrapbook: Home Life. Ten photos of home.
Snapshot 07.16.14. Probably a really great burrito.
Little Big Kitchen: How to Prepare Artichoke. Mystery solved.
Thrifted Closet: Brown Dress, Orange Shirt. Comfortable, yet non-frumpy.
Scrapbook: Elias’ First Swim. Bonus: underwater thumbs-up from Isobel.
Little Big Collection: Glasses Cases. The best of vintage and handmade.
Follow Friday: Reflections. My love letter to the internet.
“Daughter asked what to draw; I said “A catastrophe.” She drew me a cat ass trophy.” Brilliant. Creative. Accurate.Via DougSaunders
“I thought this was Deanna Troi at an Enterprise Computer.” I did, too! Via VidTuesday
Scrapbook: The Necklaces. Unfortunately for Zorro, it’s dress-up time.
Dollar Store Chairs. Little Isobel and Little Kingston are making me all verklempt.
Things that have happened since I quit my job. Baby(ish) Isobel was hilarious.
Patriotic Thrift Store Gore. The best of the worst. America.
Scrapbook: Library Story Time. She’s a regular.
Follow Friday: Horticulture. My love letter to the internet.
Home Movies: Sing Sing Sing. Dancing through life.