2.26.2009

Kept him alive for 5 years!

Happy birthday, Little Man. I love you more than life itself. You truly are my sunshine.


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From this...


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...to this...


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...to this.



It's amazing how well they grow when you feed them!




Pau.




- hfs

2.25.2009

Still here

Not a lot of time to post. Can't say there's much to post about at the moment. Hope things are well with you all.




Pau.




- hfs

2.19.2009

17 days...

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2.12.2009

Aloha Toto!

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Crazy stuff.

2.05.2009

Red headed woman

Well, brunettes are fine, man
Blondes are fun
But, when it comes to getting the dirty job done,
I'll take a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
It takes a red-headed woman to get a dirty job done.

Well, listen up, stud,
Your life's been wasted
'til you've got' down on your knees and tasted
A red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
It takes a red-headed woman to get a dirty job done.

Tight skirt, strawberry hair
Tell me what you've got, baby, waiting under there.
Big green eyes that look like, son,
They can see every cheap thing that you ever done.

Well, I don't know how many girls you dated, man
You ain't lived 'til you've had your tires rotated
By a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
It takes a red-headed woman to get a dirty job done.

Home

We are home. Safe and sound. They released him early, even. We both feel crummy so it's a "lay low in your jammies" type of day. Lots of ice cream, soup, jello, and naps. Sounds like a good day to me.

Thanks for all of the warm thoughts, prayers, and well-wishes.




Pau.




- hfs

2.04.2009

Tonsillectomy

After 12 go-rounds with strep over the past 24 months, including a trip to the ER with a 105.6* temp at one point, Little Man is scheduled to have the offending tonsils (and possibly their buddies, the adenoids) removed.

I gave the doc a choice - either they take them out or I will. The doc chose wisely. Little Man goes in Wednesday.


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The night before the pre-op appointment, we were discussing over dinner how the doctors would be removing his tonsils. He hypothesized that the doctors would send a small robot (think Wall-E) down his throat with a mini saw to cut his tonsils out. I laughed at the scope of his imagination and encouraged him to ask the doctor what the plan was.

The next morning, the surgeon is carefully explaining the procedure to me and Little Man and the boy raises his hand (he has manners, let me tell you).


SURGEON: Yes?

LM: Are you going to send a little robot down into my throat with a saw to cut out my tonsils?

SURGEON: ...?

LM: You know, like Wall-E?

SURGEON: Wow. Well, um...not exactly. *blah blah blah* wand with electricity to zap the blood vessels in your tonsils *blah blah blah*

LM (eyes as wide as saucers): You mean you're gonna use a LIGHT SABER???

SURGEON: Is this kid for real??



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So tomorrow, we head in and I hand my baby boy over to the anesthesiologist and the surgeon. It's a routine procedure but he's my baby boy and he's not routine.


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Pau.




- hfs