Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Another one lost to an unnecessary evil in the world.


Breast cancer took another friend... though she preferred to say she was "Passing on the Torch" not losing the battle to cancer.

I was lucky to met her though another friend. She was that fun next door neighbor you always dream of having.

She was a beautiful, vibrant, amazing, funny, exciting, kind, passionate, generous, fierce, loving, sensitive woman with a wicked sense of humor. OH how she loved to laugh and make those around her laugh. She had that ability to know what those around her needed to feel better. Such a rare and wonderful gift.

Her smile went all the way to her eyes. Always. She was gorgeous is the purest sense of the word. It came from her heart into her smile and out through the rest of her.

Michelle just... was.

Honestly, you can put any positive descriptive word after was and that would be appropriate.

She was misdiagnosed for over 2 years and when push came to shove after demanding a mammogram at the age of 33... Stage 3C. She fought for 5+ years over 2 years of it with a Stage 4C "terminal" label.

She didn't want to "waste" her cancer. She wanted it to mean something. So she lived life and helped to raise over $122,000 for the Susan Komen for the Cure with her team "Michelle's Angels".

She loved UT Longhorns. I don't know if I'll every be able to see a UT longhorns shirt without thinking about her. I think she was always wearing one every time I saw her over the last year.

She loved her best friend and husband of 11 years Brad.

She loved her 7 year old son Reid. Her miniature little clone of Brad.

She loved life. Her motto was "Eat Life with a Big Spoon". And she did.

Michelle lived and now we must all live without her.


It just seems wrong...




Photo by Claire McAdams Photography in Austin Tx.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Newest addition to the family...

Some how I got suckered into becoming the owner of a puppy. How did this happen?















Oh yeah, Hubby blind sided me and now we have a little "mongrel" puppy in our house. We think he's got terrier and maybe some chihuahua. He is very little, about 6 weeks old and he isn't gonna be a big dog by any stretch of the imagination.















He is cute... but seriously? A puppy?


Friday, December 10, 2010

May the Force Be With YOU!!!

It was "May the Force Be With Katie" Day.

A sweet young 1st grade girl was told that girls aren't allowed to like Star Wars by the boys at her school.

That is so wrong on so many levels. All four of my children love Star Wars. We are a proud Star Wars family... my two young boys would NEVER think to tell a girl that Star Wars is only for boys. They love it too much to not include everyone.

So to show our support for Katie all four kids wore Star Wars shirts to school today.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

I have been getting the daily countdown...

Only a week until... only 5 more days... only 4 more days... only two more days until...

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 1

This is going to be hard. I don't know if Child #3 is ready to see Deathly Hallows. Each of the movies has gotten darker and darker themed as they go, very much like the books. I'm not sure if he's ready to watch it. He is only six. Admittedly he is a strong six who isn't easily frightened or scared. Especially by movies. He is known to tell me "its not real, its just a movie". While I love that about him I also don't want to push it. But he wants to see it soooooo bad. He is sooo excited about it. More that Child #1 and Child #2 combined... and Child #2 wants to see Voldermort (his favorite) really bad.

Maybe I'll take Child #1, who isn't frightened by movies... she LOVED the orcs (eeew they are ucky!!) in Lord of the Rings and the "boneheads" (skeletons) in Pirates of the Caribbean when she was three, to see it first and I'll be able to decide if Child #2 and Child #3 would be able to handle it in the movie theatre or if we should wait until it is released on DVD. Easier to cover eyes when you know whats about to happen ahead of time.

We shall see, we shall see.

Only one more day...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Its been a week

Its been about a week since Child #3's birthday and he is already 60% completed on Lego Harry Potter. Yeah he's a junkie... and he's quick to pick up stuff. Seriously he's SIX!!

Think we might need to monitor how much time he gets to play... he'll have it completed in no time. LOL!

Monday, October 4, 2010

They moved C out of the PICU today. He's now up in regular room. They have removed almost all of the tubes & such... he still has the one in his head (because of the TBI and that a piece of his skull is currently "elsewhere") & his IV but everything else is out. WOOHOO!!

Friday night Child#1 when up to the PICU with Hubby. She sat and talked with him. He was happy to see her (and recognized her). I picked up a new book at Half Price Books for them to read together "_The Graveyard Book_" by Neil Gaiman. They both enjoyed it, he wanted her to come back and read some more.

Yesterday he was able to go outside with a walker for a little while. He was in total heaven. He hates being so cooped up inside and was feeling depressed about having to be stuck up in his PICU room and a bed. So having a little fresh air was really good for him.

Anyways, its AMAZING that 11 days after his accident he is already out of the PICU. They were saying at least 3+ week in PICU. Everyone is just so happy that he's progressing so well.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Its been a hectic and busy past week to say the least. I spent most of Friday & Saturday up at the PICU helping out. Sunday was Aidan's birthday we had his Harry Potter themed party, lots of fun stuff to get ready for that...

Can I just say that Hubby is reminded just how tough my "job" is since he got to spend the ENTIRE day Saturday with all four kids by his lonesome. He needs those little reminds occasionally. ;-)

C is doing really well. His ICP (inter-cranial pressure) has continued to stay down in an excellent range. He started to regain consciousness over the weekend. He was fighting the sedation which is so typical for children... don't they understand when we drug them to sleep we want them to sleep. :-) Mom & Dad were finally able to get some sleep Thursday night and have been able to rest each night which has been wonderful. The Ronald McDonald House is truly a blessing... though whose idea was it to put metal window frames with metal blinds to tap, tap, tap against them all time long!!! Roll of packing tape took care of that Friday morning. LOL!

Friday they hooked him up to an EEG machine. There was lots of lovely wonderful brain wave activity. Not too much but also in lots of different places. Child#1 went up Friday night with Hubby and she sat with C for a while, held his hand and talked to him. His brainwaves responded to her voice, in different areas than he responded to Mommy. Again totally awesome. We talked about it and she's wants to start going up and sitting with him often and reading to him. I explained to her that even once his head injury wasn't as big a concern as before he is still looking at a long recovery just from the fractures. Lots of time immobile so she really wants to read with him and then as time goes on they will be able to talk about the books (future book club!).

He "passed" his first neuro exam Saturday morning with flying colors. Could squeeze the correct hand and twitch the correct toes when asked even while sedated on fentanyl. The doc was very pleased figured at least a 93+% of recovery just from those results. They are trying to slowing wean him off the heavy meds so that they can start to address some of the other injuries. He is responding well.

The first couple of days were really hard because of the medication he was on causes a kind of amnesia. So every time he started to wake up he had no idea where he was and what was wrong... why are there tubes all over and one down his throat. Strong boy kept wanting to get out of bed and yank out the vent tube.

They have been able to reduce his respiration dependancy on the ventilator significantly over the weekend. We are hoping they will be able to remove it tomorrow.

He finally had his big MRI Tuesday night. Turns out their next door neighbors are friends with a woman who's parent donated the "Simmons" MRI machine that sits in the OR to help entice Dr. George (one of the best in his field) to Dell from Duke. That is the same machine (and Dr) that is putting C back together. The results of the MRI were super positive. There is some bruising on the frontal lobe from the impact of the brain moving inside the skull and some of the back where the basel skull fracture is which "might" cause some minor "personality" changes but he should return to himself over the next year. Meaning no signs of permanent brain damage!! Still some internal bruising on the lungs but that seems to be healing well. The pelvis/hip is gonna be the main concern and the neck. Once they can take the breathing tube out and he can tell us exactly where and how it hurts they will be able to do a lot more to correct it.

Wednesday morning at about 5am the Dad was woken up to a ton of alarms going off. He looked over that the bed and C had disconnected the breathing tube, pulled out a bunch of his IVs and was half way rolling out of the bed trying to make a break for it. He was ready to go. :-) Talk about total scare the bejeezus out of everyone. I was sitting with him later that afternoon and got a total full eye contact recognition from him which was awesome. He suddenly tried to sit up again (like usual, he wants out of the bed so badly) I was quick to his side to get him to lay down. I said "hey you" he looked up right at me and his eyes locked with mine (I saw the recognition) and I said "hey I know you and you know me too huh?" I got a HUGE grin. So he is definitely in there.

He has been improving in huge leaps and bounds. When he was first brought into Dell, they told us to not expect to really talk to him for several weeks. He is communicating with blinks, nods, shakes and shrugs since Sunday! He shrugged today!! His mom was holding his hand and he kept pulling it away. She asked if he wanted her to hold his hand. He shook his head no. She asked if she could put her hand on his shoulder. He shrugged. She told him since he didn't care she was gonna put her hand on his shoulder. He just shrugged again. CLASSIC 9 year old.

Yesterday was a good and rough day. They took his breathing tube out early that morning. He kept trying to get out of bed to hide in the bathroom to get away from "the man in the truck that was coming"... totally heartbreaking. He also had trouble recognizing his Dad who finally had to leave the C's room for a while so they could calm him down. Within a few minutes he was able tell them Dad's cell number and wanted them to call him now! It is totally common for recognition issues to happen with a TBI but it is still hard. It will continue to happen and then improve over time. He also ate some pudding which was great, no issues with his swallow reflex. He remembers that football is his favorite sport and knows who his coach is.

Today his Dad said he's back to the old C we all know and love. They also believe that the hip that was damaged is still weight bearing so that is a very positive thing. Small steps, small steps.

So he is doing awesome but still has a looooong road ahead.