June 29, 2009

Brown Fishies



The picture is from a couple of weeks ago. Apparently we have been lucky up to this point during bath time, but Gabbie broke the streak by uttering "poo poo potty" while sitting in the tub. All I heard was Greta screaming from upstairs that we were under attack by brown submarines. It was partial diarrhea, so we (and by we, I mean Greta) had quite the cleanup. In other news, Niklas is on a hunger strike which I hope is not related to this incident, any advice?

June 19, 2009

Long Time No Blog

Today, I discovered something about myself. I realized that I am not as weathered and tough as I thought I was. This morning, Niklas had his first MRI and, to be honest, I don't really know what the difference is between an MRI and a CAT scan. I used to be the Cliff Claven of prematurity terminology, but thankfully I have moved on. The last time we visited neurosurgery he had a CAT scan. He drank a little bit of syrup and after about 10 minutes started acting drunk and then just went to sleep. I expected today to be the same.



From the moment we entered the hospital, Niklas started acting suspicious of everyone. Once he was presented with the hospital gown he was supposed to wear, he started to get upset. Just like previous visits, the nurse gave him some sort of sedative. This time, however, they waited only a few minutes before taking him back to the MRI room. I did not realize that they were going to give him laughing gas and and a breathing tube, but I am a seasoned veteran and I just rolled with the punches. That is, until I had to restrain my totally frightened 2 year hold son while a gas mask was held to his face. He cried and cried until finally his eyes rolled back into his head and he went to sleep. The staff told me that they would take care of him and that it was time for me to leave. It took every ounce of energy for me to not break down crying right then and there. I have been through 3 months of 3 kids in the NICU and a handful of brain surgeries and this, for some reason, was so difficult for me. By the way Dad, Niklas wanted Grandpa when he started to get scared.



Nonetheless, we will not get any feedback on the pictures until Tuesday. Until then, here are some pictures of our 5 day trip up to Cadillac. We basically spent the entire weekend on the pontoon boat, and the kids couldn't get enough of driving it. Thanks to my Mom and Dad for getting the kids up each day and letting Greta and I sleep unit 8:00 (that's like noon to the unmarried). Pontooning is the life.












June 5, 2009

NICU Reunion

Every year we attend the reunion I am reminded how great God is and how blessed we are. NICU doctors and nurses are angels and NICU graduates and parents are very special people indeed. Remember, these kids were tiny little beings on life support in incubators less than 2 1/2 years ago.