Uh-Oh Spaghetti O

So again, it has been a while. Lots of things have been happening in the past month. First things first, Kherington had her MRI and her initial results are that the MRI is completely clear. There are no visible signs of damage according to the pediatric neurologists. The scans are being sent to Denver to have them double checked by the Neurologists at Children’s but we are confident that they will agree. Things have improved for her. She has started walking all over and talking more and more. It is almost like a switch was turned off and all of the sudden it turned on and she took off. We are currently teaching her to say “uh oh spaghetti o” she is so stinking cute when she tries to say it. If you didn’t know what she was trying to say you wouldn’t know what she was saying but oh it’s so funny. The tears still appear when I happen to look at her and think about what could have been or could still be, but they come less often and May 18^th will not come fast enough. 

Lawrence finished his run with the musical. That little munchkin was so into his part. He really surprised me with how seriously he took the role. I think we will be in for it later with his good acting skills! He had so much fun and I was so proud of that dang kid. The last night of the musical was his cast party. He partied like a rock star out there on the dance floor with all of those high school kids. Again, I think I will be in for it later...

During the same week as the musical, Leon got an unexpected phone call from his Dad, Art. He was in the hospital and had been having some heart troubles. For those of you who do not know much about him, he is retired and travels all over the US in his camper. He happened to be in Oklahoma when he started having troubles. After a couple of days in the hospital they decided to put a catheter in his heart. There was some blockage and things just aren’t so hot. Later that week Leon’s brother Dirk headed down to Oklahoma to help get him started on the trek to Scottsbluff. Leon flew out a couple of days later and met him there. Together they drove Art back to Scottsbluff and made sure that his camper was all set up here where he could have a regular doctor and someone close by in case there were any other troubles. His recovery is going slowly. It’s hard to see him without the usual bright face and know that he knows he is not as healthy as he was. It will be a long road for him but we got him in with our WONDERFUL doctor Dr. Papenfus and he is in good hands. 

This very same week I learned that some news I had heard regarding my Uncle Freddie was a little (well A LOT) more severe than I had thought. This is a very difficult subject for me. He was diagnosed with Lymphoma and after testing they have come to find it has spread to many parts of his body. I am distraught. I do not know all of the details or how to explain them but it is just a horrible horrible thing. Stupid CANCER! Freddie is more than my Uncle he is like my big brother. We are only 5 years apart so we basically grew up together. He taught me karate in the barn, took me for dirt bike rides in the pasture, we would go on secret paths down by the creek and explore. Although it seems selfish, I just don’t know how I could get past it if he were to leave us. I am continuing to think positively, but it is very hard. I am having a hard time coming to terms and haven’t even been able to call him yet because I just don’t think I can carry on the conversation without breaking down because I think of how much I would miss him. He is supposed to be there to smile and laugh. His laugh is like no other. If you know him, that laugh, it is nothing to be mistaken for anyone else. Freddie I love you so very much and I will keep praying for you every single damn day. Ugh! 

Ok enough with the tears for this blog post, on to brighter skies. Today is my son’s NINTH Birthday! Nine years old already. Holy crap. That little twerp. Who would ever imagine I could raise such smart and beautiful kids. Not to brag, but I think I’m doing a pretty dang good job at that J My sister also turns the big 29 today. Oh Katie, you’ve only begun to see getting older my dear. Just beg for that vampire to come save you before you turn 30 and you will be just fine! 

Sorry to throw so much at everyone at once! As always, your prayers are appreciated for EVERY one of my friends and family members who are having troubles. Life can be a tough bitch. I’m learning that as I go, but if you slap her hard enough she will back off!