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The Christmas Spirit

And no, the Christmas Spirit isn't 40 proof!

I actually cried from joy today. Really, and truly cried. Spontaneously.

Since I was 11 weeks pregnant with Michael and Matthew, WAY back in 2000, I have been an active member in my local Mothers of Multiples group. When I gave birth, I only missed one meeting. Outside of one meeting because I was out of town, and one because I was sick, I hadn't missed meetings in over three years.

Until about 4 or 5 months ago. Because of my medical problems, Matthew's medical problems, Scott being out of town so much and various other things conspiring against me, I haven't been to a meeting or any of the events. I've been emailing with our interim president, to keep in touch when I could.

Today, I got a Christmas card from the group. Enclosed was a nicely sized gift card from Wal-Mart to make our Christmas 'a little brighter'. It just hit me hard. Sometimes I forget how great these women are as a support system. I miss them a great deal. Our next meeting is on the same night as the boys' Christmas pageant at school. If we get out on time, I'm going to try to go in to the meeting a little late.

But now on to the promised photos of my pumpkin, Matthew, when he had the tube last week. He's a trooper!!!!


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Dec. 9th, 2004 03:33 pm (UTC)
What's the tube for? What's the devise he's carrying?
Dec. 9th, 2004 04:11 pm (UTC)
Matthew has some currently undefined medical issues, such as the inability to fight off infections. Three of his doctors also said that they thought he might also have GERD (Gastroesophogeal Reflux Disease), so we finally took him to Children's hospital and they put this tube down his nose to just above the opening of his stomach. It had two sensors, one at that opening and one at the back of his throat. It measured how often acids were coming back up, for how long and how acidic they were.

It turned out he DOES have GERD, and they were concerned because it was happening for prolonged amounts of time while he was sleeping, instead of just after meals or during activity. Since you pretty much stop swallowing saliva while you sleep, there isn't anything to fight the acids back down and they can erode the esophogus.

We go tomorrow to meet with a pediatric GI doc for the first time to come up with a plan.

The device he was carrying was the bane of my existence for a while *laugh* I knew HE had to carry it, but I didn't know it meant he had to carry ME as well. Every time he changed position from sitting to laying down, I had to push buttons. Every time he started eating, and when he stopped, I had to push buttons. If he coughed, I had to push a button. If he was fussy/crying, I had to push a button. What a pain, but I understand the WHY in relation to his readings. :)
Dec. 9th, 2004 04:21 pm (UTC)
Wow.... Poor boy - and poor Mama. Yikes!
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