and then at the end of the drama, there was a shadow on the man who was depicting Jesus. and big h's comment?
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someone has slept through the night TWO NIGHTS in a row.
don't let her get word of it, though.
a little ENT update. saw our ENT's partner this morning. no sign of infection in her ears. can i get an amen?
and goo got her hair washed tonight for the first time in *gasp* nine days. seriously. nine days. can i tell you how much that grosses me out? not to mention the fact that she comes from a long line of fine-haired family members. mama included. so you want to talk greasy? but her custom plugs came in this morning. handy. some hot pink numbers. don't think i'm not going to get a picture of both her and big h in their fancy forty dollar custom-fitted ear plugs together in the bathtub.
oh, and she said four words today. on her own. attagirl.
Posted by life with the wisners at 8:19 PM
that's all i'm doing. just a little updating.
first of all, seems i made the news the other day. and you know when someone comes over and you haven't cleaned the house or showered? and you SO wish you had? yeah, well sophie herself decided to mention something in her blog the other day. and when people came on over to our little blog, they got this. i mean, how depressing.
but this is life. or it is around here.
tonight, i've decided to be really positive and upbeat.
so this will be a short post. :)
life around here has been tough. i'm being honest, here, folks. tough.
and me? i've been a real pill to be around. just ask buz. or big h. or goo, for that matter. sleep deprivation isn't for wimps.
the reason i'm keeping this short tonight is so that i don't jinx anything. no, i don't really believe it all that. but at this point, i'm not taking any chances.
goo hasn't slept for longer than three-hour increments without crying. it's unbearable as a mama. antibiotics are finished. she had a wonderful weekend.
finally, buz and i got on our knees last night and prayed with honesty. that God would heal our baby. or at least help her sleep.
tomorrow, we're ordering noise machines for everyone.
you think i'm kidding. but i'm not.
lately, big h has either gotten ignored or i've been on his case for basically being four. God love him. i have really been wanting to take him to a movie. just the two of us. i realized the veggie tales movie and the bee movie were both at the dollar theater. so saturday night, i had a date with a hot, young thang. and you know what the best part of my day was that day? holding hands with my date? i got all nervous and had sweaty palms and everything.
today was day one of Spring Break. (i.e. four-year-old does not have anything structured planned for a solid FIVE days.) so we headed to the mall with some friends. i spilled pink lemonade on my green t-shirt. i was so trying to be Mrs. St. Patty's Day hip mom. poor me. so we headed to old navy, where i purchased my high-priced $2.50 green four-leaf clover t-shirt. big spender. that's what they call me. goo had a big day too. she now owns a pair of "buh buh's sooce." (brother's shoes. i.e. crocs. she doesn't really say it that well. that's what big h decided she was saying.) and they say money doesn't buy happiness? today, i begged to disagree. and the highlight of big h's day? was his accident in the nordstrom bathroom. and without going into detail, it wasn't a #1 accident. so little man donned some sweet adidas basketball shorts for a whopping $6.90 and then some small paul underwear. which, by the way, costs more than i will EVER pay for underwear for me or anyone else in my family. how my buddy paired the clearance (way too big) shorts with the 14K gold skivvies, i don't know. heat of the moment, i guess.
anyway, goo is sleeping. follow-up with one of our ENT's partners on wednesday. not sure what i'm hoping he'll say. win win? or lose lose? trust me...i'm trying to stay positive here.
oh, and my sweet little "whatever" girl? not so much anymore. she's got a thing or two to say these days. not in words, of course. that's how the wisners do it. tantrums are our communication of choice. (so glad i wasn't blogging when big h was eighteen months old.)
but we're here and plugging away. thank you for all the prayers and well wishes.
Posted by life with the wisners at 10:07 PM
i was kidding.
not funny. not funny at all.
i'd like to introduce you to someone...Mrs. Not So Sunshiney At This Point.
goo has had a rough "recovery" since monday. hence, the reason i haven't posted since then. we thought things were going to be ok. but she was up most of the night monday night. hmmm...interesting. the only time goo ever has trouble sleeping is when she has an ear infection. but they fixed that on monday. right?
tuesday -- cranky. tuesday night -- no sleep.
wednesday -- cranky. wednesday night -- no sleep.
wednesday afternoon, mama calls ear doc. nurse calls back and isn't very sympathetic (or nice, for that matter). says there is no way any of goo's "issues" are ear-related. ummm...lovin' that she's using the word "issues." lovin' that.
breathe in. breathe out.
thursday morning. mama is very frustrated at this point. and honestly, goo is too. (or at least that's what we think and can only assume.)
mama takes matters in her own hands and call God himself (aka dr. g).
"bring her in."
off the three of us go this morning. in our jammies.
hang out with dr. g. small talk. looks in her right ear.
YOU'VE GOT TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME.
goo has a freaking ear infection. in her perfect new tubed ears.
i'd like to think that i am a pretty positive person. always see the good in others. little miss sunshine.
i'm ashamed to admit the tone of my message to the ear doc's nurse this morning.
Dear God, please forgive my motives. forgive all the mean thoughts i had about ear doc's nurse. and please forgive the unkind words i used in my head this morning. thank you for allowing me to not let those words actually come out of my mouth into the ears of my childrens' virgin ears.
oh, and the sentence that actually came out of my mouth this afternoon?
"ummm, big h? today is NOT the day to disobey mama. trust me."
so...no word from ear doc's nurse. we'll see how that goes.
but just another round of antibiotics for my goo. and hopefully a trip to the ENT today.
(do you see my white flag waving? is this the most pitiful post yet?)
Posted by life with the wisners at 11:11 AM
that is what this day is.
whew. i think it's safe to say we're done with the whole going to a medical facility for a social outing. buz and i are spent. well, buz is playing ncaa basketball on his playstation. which means he is "winding down." (do any of your husbands have "wind down time?" and as for me? i am pooped.
let's talk for a minute. and to those who work outside the home (k, i'm thinking about you in particular), please overlook this next sissy of a comment.
i am not used to getting up before, say, GOD.
that's how early we got up this morning. and She Who Does Not Rise Before The Sun did not look like a beacon of light.
i mean, the crusties in my eyes were almost painful due to the sheer number of them.
not that it was about me today or anything.
this was our third medical facility to go to. and i'll be honest, we weren't as impressed. waiting room. beautiful. lovely receptionists at the front. too young and peppy even for the ungodly hour of the morning. patient pager system. cool and high tech.
other side of the pre-op/OR doors? not so impressive. granted, this wasn't a pediatric facility. so clearly no murals of sunshines or rainbows painted on the walls or anything. but nurse upon nurse. doc after doc. staff everywhere. and more beds in the given square footage than we had seen other than on grey's anatomy or ER.
we just happened to get the nurse-in-training. no problem. i mean, i had a clinical rotation in grad school. so i know what it's like to be introduced as the intern. but as of today, being the mom and all, i would have preferred that they withheld the truth. not that that would've been ethical or anything. but hearing "fiona's just learning the ropes today" wasn't so comforting when my daughter was starting to realize the whole "hmmm...everyone's in surgical attire" game.
mom pretending to look so calm. goo making the decision not to fake it.
cartoon momentarily occupying goo's attention.
mama getting to love on her baby.
they had cartoons on. but nothing that really caught goo's eye or attention. i will say that the anesthesiologist and his nurse were FREAKING AWESOME! they were so informative and made sure that they knew anything specific about goo. especially pink blanket. and they did inquire about the monogramming. :)
this was goo's first experience with versed. big h had it with his tubes. but goo didn't experience such delirium with her eyes or CT.
i realize a lot of you have had experience with this. so don't let me insult you if you already know all of this.
today, i caught of glimpse of what goo would look like mildly to moderately intoxicated.
she was so limp. not too limp to not want to be held by daddy. (let's all give out an 'oh, poor buz.') but limp, she was. and all she kept doing was open mouth kissing me over and over again. "mmmm...wah. mmmm...wah." 'll admit it. i was LOVING being loved on. LOVING it. and you want to talk glazed over eyes?
when they came to take her to the OR, the nurse took her from me and surprisingly, she resisted quite a bit. even on the meds. she wanted her pink blankie, her green blankie (from her bed), and the remote from the pre-op room that she had been using as her own personal cell phone.
literally, we were in the waiting room long enough to pray together and make some vending machine coffee.
the ENT came out and said everything had gone well and that there was a LOT to clean out. i'll spare you the details.
the wake up? not so pleasant. let's just leave it at that. so i can end this post positively. tough day overall for the goo. big h didn't know the difference. and now, the day has ended.
and the strange thing is how amazed we are at how at peace we were today. we knew so many of you were praying for us and our little family. God is so good to us. He is so sovereign over our little goo.
have i mentioned what a hoss she is?
and with that, buz and i are off to eat kettle corn and watch "bachelor: where are they now?" because we're on top of the hollywood scene.
Posted by life with the wisners at 5:56 PM
my baby will have her some new and improved ears. we are so pumped. big h has been telling his teachers at school that his stister (not misspelled) is getting new ears and that he got to pick out her ear plugs all by himself. is it sick and twisted that we are all a little excited around here?
oh, and the irony? took her in on thursday for her pre-op. got her ear plug molds made. got her hearing screened. checked for fluid and pressure. and basically went over a bunch of logistics with the doc. first...due to her ear infections, she has developed moderate hearing loss. poor goo. no wonder she looks at us like we're speaking in a different language. and second? she had an ear infection.
so instead of MORE antibiotics to heal her ears for the next five days, the doc recommended keeping her pain-free until monday. when he would "get in there and really clean those guys out." yes, that's what he said. love this guy. loved him with big h. still love him. so goo has been doped up for five days, and tomorrow homegirl is getting a true spa treatment. a deep cleaning, if you will. well, that and some more anesthesia. she loves herself some anesthesia.
praying for you, goo.
will update you tomorrow night. after we've done a lot of resting and tv-watching and pizza-ordering.
Posted by life with the wisners at 9:05 PM
for you praying people out there...goo's surgery postponed to monday morning instead of this friday. insurance issues.
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