What She Wore: striped pajama pants, blue t-shirt, bare feet.
Well, we got a call from Charlie's nuero today and things are not as good as we'd hoped. She is VERY concerned about his EEG results. She agrees with me that he looks great, but she's concerned that his seizures may affect future development.
So. . . she has prescribed some heavy-duty meds for ole Charlie. They will compromise his immune system which means he'll be on house-arrest for four weeks starting Sunday. Four weeks when I can't leave the house for ten hours a day (at least). Can we say "Mommy needs a drink now?"
Prayers are in order if you're the type--we need a good EEG and no illness while he's on the medication. He's come this far--why not a little more?
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- Katy
- Deep South Looziana, United States
- A suburban princess turned public school teacher turned stay-at-home mom. I love shopping, celebrity gossip, teen movies and other things that I should probably be more ashamed of. I love pretending I'm cool while listening to cheesy music in my car--don't take that away from me. It so doesn't matter than I have a Taurus with a car seat in the back. I love eating, drinking, and laughing with friends. I love art, but I have to paint at night while my family is sleeping. My husband is an NPR-listening, Libertarian engineer who keeps me grounded. My son is a smiling, laughing, palsied, hydrocephalic angel. Normal babies just aren't this wonderful. My husband calls me the Bird, hence the name of this blog. This is just my life on a page--food, babies, daily drama, decorating, and the like. Welcome.