Shocked

Question 1115Have you ever been electrocuted?

It’s probably my earliest memory, zapped and fried into my brain with precise detail. I was three years old, and decided to stick a corn-on-the-cob holder into our living room socket.

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All the Rest

I can see a few new wrinkles on my face, and more silver in my mane. This month was brutal. I didn’t get in a single run and survived on shit convenience food as my focus zeroed in on my son, then the rest of the family, then work, then school, and then whatever else I needed to stack on top of my own wellbeing.

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The Longest Book

Book shopping with Miss C in October 2018

Question #758What is the longest book you’ve ever read?

In 2011, I checked out the book Les Miserables from our local library in Northern Virginia, not realizing it’s one of the longest novels in history. I mean, clearly, it’s a big book with 513,000 words on 2,783 pages. But since I enjoyed the musical so much, and knew the plot, I figured it was something I could easily follow and read during my bath time soaks.

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My Girls

We‘re essentially detailing the boys‘ room today, cleaning and disinfecting every corner and surface in preparation for Junior’s return home. Really thankful to have Miss C here to help. She made me breakfast this morning, but didn’t have the heart to wake me up for it.

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And So It Goes

It‘s 2:45 am. We‘re trying to wean him off the oxygen, but his levels dropped while he slept and all the machines went off, waking him. He was not happy, to put it mildly.

I could hear the other babies on our floor respond to his howls, and a nurse came in to see if she could help calm him.

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Another Day in the Hospital

Martin reported that they both got decent sleep last night. That was good news when I went to the hospital this morning so that Martin could go to work.

About five minutes after he left for work, the team of doctors returned (of course), and were as cautiously optimistic as you‘d expect from German professionals.

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Healing

Proof he is 100 percent my child, of my flesh and blood … he refused to let go of the waffle. REFUSED. The nurse came with a new bag of antibiotics, to plug into his IV port, and the look he gave her as she reached for his hand was HILARIOUS … like, “Ma’am, you are gonna have to work around the breakfast food, sorrynotsorry.”

As he napped, he stirred every few moments to nibble on it with his eyes closed.

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