couch tamato

Zane has a "ta-ma-to" (potato) plant in the garden that is growing better than anything I've ever planted. It's the only vegetable that we've grown this year, and he loves to show it off. Next year, that kid is planting our garden. I'm sore in my left eye, and I'm still on oxygen, so the couch has been my friend again today. Thankfully, the computer screen has been tolerable, so that's helped. I intend on testing tv tonight. I'm frustrated to miss out on outiings with my friends and their kids and not to be able to run to the store. Mom and Dad are running our circus. We borrowed sweet Carly (9) from my sister, and she has been so kind to help in all sorts of ways--bathing Avi, playing with little ones and just keeping us in her sunshiney mood. She is homeschooled, and she and Cade plan on working on homework together tonight. She helped him find the right website last night. That is so helpful. Carly, Mom and Dad may go out tonight to spend some special time together.

Eye bobs

I stayed 5 days in the hospital, and Mom and Dad have been helping a ton since then. I took a break from oxygen, but decided that I still need it for getting around the house. This morning, I have to go have an eye procedure. Chalk it up to GVHD again. My "eye bobs" as my kids would call them are crazy dry and don't show any signs of improving. Both of the boys have baseball games tonight, and I'm hoping to get to see them play. Zane winds up to the tee about 10 times before hitting the ball. It is hilarious. It looks like he has a strategy as he looks around the field for placement. Cade really has the hang of coach-pitch, and has impressed me with his new skills. I was hoping that baseball would be eliminated as a favorite, but it looking like they are really having fun. I have to admit that they look adorable in their uniforms. Zane and Avi are playing in front of me on the floor. Strawberry Shortcake now works for Texas A&M, and Avi is trying to coach Zane in the proper placement of hairbows. Cade is on a field trip to see the National Champion Lady Bears. He is very excited. What a wonderful experience. I forgot to tell him that they are tall, because he has just seen them on tv. It will be fun to see his reaction. When Van's mom was helping us over the weekend, they all went to see a Baylor baseball game. The kids wore their uniforms, and they had a great time. Despite my lack of knowledge in college sports, it seems that my kiddos are getting an early education.

Rumor has it that I might get to go home tonight or tomorrow. It might be tomorrow because The Heart of Texas Oxygen Tank Store Outlet Mall might be closed already. I'm going back on regular meds, plus a few extras like a giant stainless steel tank and will check back with the doc on Monday. It is likely that this was just a pneumonia with "fluffy infiltrates" (said with a Spanish accent). I don't really feel any better since I came to the hospital, but my cough has disappeared, so that is progress. Mom and Dad are still here to help. So thankful for prayers and for a God who listens. Please continue to pray for my eyes and lungs. You can pray for my elbow and nose, too, if you want, although there's nothing wrong with them.

breve

As in Hee-Haw, I'm still a-pickin' and I'm still a-grinnin'. Grinning might be a little exaggerated...a lot exaggerated. I'm ready to be outta here, but some things just take time, and this is one of those beasts. I'm very happy to be here in Waco close to my family while we wait to figure out what kind of pneumonia is brewing. The lab tests were sent to California, so I'm hoping that my sweet cousin could swing by and use her charm to speed things up. It's actually the type of testing that has to sit on a petri dish, so I suppose we'll just have to wait.

In the meantime, I have been very encouraged by all the encouragers. One of my favorite notes was sound advise from one of Cade's classmates. I wish I could scan a copy to show his backwards letters written with blue and then green on top of the blue. "Get well son Msr. Wameire. try to breve harder. May by it will help." Precious boy. I'll do my best to "breve harder". Cute, cute.

Speaking of cute, Mom and Dad said that the boys got out of the bath a couple of nights ago and ran circles in the house trying to pop each other with a towel. I can't imagine them as teenagers! "They were as naked as jaybirds." Oh,and Mom saw a painted bunting in our yard! Oh, and there's a little bluebird on my shoulder!

Rough Day

The highlights of today included extreme thirst and various things being stuck up my nose. I think the worst is over and those Nazis will let me be. Totally kidding. I have great care and I am ?thankful? for modern medicine. I'm especially thankful for my local pcp who made me come here despite my protests and gave me a hug and promised to continue praying and my two docs here at the hospital. Such kind gentlemen and freaking smart and patient.

Had some fun emotional meltdowns that poor Van had to deal with. I almost lost it whenever I thought I was going to be transferred to Dallas. I'm quite comfortable here, thank you--where is that nice man that stuck the cotton swab up my nose? Bring him here. I love that guy. The thinking was that Dallas doesn't have to send out samples because they have a big lab plus they have the majority of my records. Everyone agreed, though that a little more wait time would be okay. Another meltdown was when I discovered that my steroid (that I was ever-so-slowly weaning from) was increased. Van says it is temporary, though.

Mom and Dad navigated Elementary school, parents day out, an oil change for my car, HEB and tball practice and brought the kids to see me. The kids were happy to push all the buttons to raise and lower my bed and for some reason were really impressed with the size of the shower. Such timid little creatures.

We've had so many offers for help and meals. We are truly blessed by the body of Christ. If I had to pick health or Jesus-like friends, I'd pick the latter. I'll take health, too, don't get me wrong and really make me pick.

I listened to John chapter one (read by Johnny Cash--the best) and liked the scripture "in Him was light, and that light was the life of men". I also listened to some Fernando Ortega given to me by friends. Encouraging. I also had just downloaded some Kidz Bop the other day, and it was fun.

Anyway,

"Tomorrow, tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow! You're only a day....a.....way!"

Mr. Bossypants was right

So after a couple of weeks of coughing and shortness of breath, Van, Mr. Bossypants, makes me go the doctor. I was low on oxygen, so now I'm at the hospital with a bull-like ring of tubing in my nostrils, and guess what? It helps! Now, we're searching out the origin of the problem. All of the super scary stuff is ruled out, and they are going to scope me in the morning (Tue) to see what lies beneath. I've got a pneumonia on my right lower lobe- the lung, not the ear or any fatty parts of the cow in the old testament. Oh...that would be why it is sore--not a bruised rib from coughing...silly me. Van says I was stubborn, but really and truly I thought I was just being a wimp and feeling sorry for myself. I guess I had an excuse this time and maybe, just maybe should have gone to the clinic sooner.

What else? Oh, the boys dissected the boo-boo bunnies that I made them for Easter. (I know that bunnies have nothing to do with Jesus rising from the dead, but they are cute and springy!) They are now "Blankie" and "Winkie" and have had a lot more play than most washcloths. Winkie helped pick up toys the other day, and it was an amazing feat for a washcloth.

Good report

On Monday, I found out that my platelets are normal like a normal person-- no more (!) beside them. Also, I was switched from breathing treatments to an antibiotic for prevention of lung infection and taken off my most crazy expensive medication that prevents fungal infections. Both of those mean money in the bank--woo-hoo! My PA expects me to be off of meds in the fall, and my last bone marrow biopsy should be in April. Man, I'll miss those. :)