Archive for July 2008
Weekly Winners
Weekly Winners is here again.
I have up on offer for you today…
more pics of the most photographed children in the universe!
Do you feel bored lucky?
Sure you do!
Thanks to Sarcasatic Mom for encouraging my paparazzi skills my capturing of life as we know it.
Also: due to illness some of these photos span over a couple of weeks, just didn’t make the final cut last time.
Beaniegirl.
I had a bit of a play with some brush borders.
Winter boy.
We went to the park but the wind was whipping around us and it was freezing. Noah took refuge in the bus.
Kisses from Dad
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Pensive.
The pre teen boy. Caught. With a smile on its face!
Motherlove.
Winter trees
I’m sure this is what got me into trouble in the first place…
Winter sun.
This is one of my favourites. I have to admit, I have been sitting on it for a couple of weeks, trying to find a way to put it into a post.
That little green fellow is a giant microbe, modelled on the flu.
We got them from a place called Think Geek.
Another post but I really love stuff like this.
Ivy has a whole lot of them, the common cold, strep, staph, ecoli, red blood cell and his brother the white blood cell.
What can I say? If you don’t keep a sense of humour over all this illness then you really do get a touch of the crazies.
What’s that?
Having giant microbes in the house makes me seem crazier?
Yeah, I know.
Anyway, Ivy loves the flu.
In this photo she was ‘putting the flu to bed’
and I thought that was funny and cute a little bit ironic and way too real.
Mothers
Mothers are not allowed to say that their daughters have put on weight
but they worry about the consequences and they are blamed for it, whether they say something or not.
If you mention that the girl has added a few kilos, you get tears and death stares for not loving her just as she is, for not supporting your very own words that ‘everyone comes packaged differently’ and because you are the pot calling the kettle black.
If you don’t mention it, you get tears and angry words because you didn’t say anything and you didn’t do anything to help the girl lose weight ie: let her go on a diet. Anger is directed towards you because you are not of slender physique and this has obviously been passed down through genetics.
It’s a lose/ lose situation when you are the mother of the pre teen girl.
The IVIG poster girl.
You know what makes me crazy?
Aside from driving for two and a bit hours like a mad woman to the hospital, so we can sit and wait for an hour and a bit for our half hour slot?
It’s a doctor who doesn’t know what we have been through and who looks the pred child up and down and utters the most hated of statements to any parent of a chronically ill child…
“Well, she looks good to me”.
AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!
Of course she looks well, I just spent the last week pumping her full of anything that remotely indicated it might stave off the nasty bugs so we could make our way down to see you.
I worked hard, darn it, to get her here.
That’s why I don’t look so hot!
Why do doctors do that?
Why do they make throw away statements like that?
Especially when they must know we wouldn’t be there if everything were hunky dory.
Is it supposed to lift us up?
Because it doesn’t.
Okay, ranty rant over.
We think the Ivy – girl is going to get her IVIG!
We just have to wait for some bloods to come back and the immunologist has to go to the board and present Ivy’s case but Ivy is a good candidate and by Friday we should know for sure.
From what we understand, all that is just a formality. The doctor will be pushing for her to have the IVIG, starting as soon as possible.
So there you go.
There is more information and some negatives but I’m just going to give you the good tonight
because I’m feeling positive and it’s been almost five weeks since our last admission and..and..and
YIPPEE!!!!!!
Okay?