The Only St. Patrick’s Day I Remember

St. Paddy’s Day is a complete non-event for me. Like April Fools, to me it is a time for people to do obnoxious things to you (i.e. pinch you) for no good reason. But it does have one claim on my heart. It’s the day Julianna was baptized. We’d had it planned since before she was born,…

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Hospital Reflections

It’s been just over two years since Julianna’s last major hospital stay. (19 months since the last “observation” overnight.) I woke up this morning thinking, not about that illness, but the first one. The one that more or less kicked off this blog, back in 2007. Thinking about how the staff told Christian to prepare…

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Mama’s On Live Radio! Quick, Time to Run Away!

Early in March, I participated in the local Children’s Miracle Network radiothon benefiting what we call in our house “Julianna’s hospital.” I’ve been meaning to write about it ever since, but I kept hoping I’d get my hands on all the photo files I wanted to share. But I finally decided to go with what…

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7 Quick Takes, 105

___1___ So…Christmas gifts. We are not terribly fancy people, and I don’t believe in buying a gazillion toys, b/c they’re already scatterbrained and unfocused with the toys we have. And last year, we got stuff for Julianna, which she has now ignored for 11 months in favor of reading books and listening to music. And…

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Homecomings

I stumbled across a CD of pictures the other day, and I realized that most of you probably don’t know our (read that: Julianna’s) history, even though I allude to it often. So here goes. It was a long time before I looked at homemade pizza the same way again. Julianna was five and a…

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Okay, so since everybody’s looking…

The hits are jumping skyward so clearly people are jumping over from Facebook, expecting updates on Julianna. 🙂 Well, the vaporizer failed us at last, and Julianna went to the hospital tonight. We managed to keep her home for almost 10 days, so that’s something. I was putting her seat in Christian’s truck tonight when…

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Crisis/Resolution

9/14/09 4:15 a.m., respiratory distress; 6:15, seal bark, but giggly.  3p.m., greater respiratory distress; 5p.m., wolfing down food. Is she or isn’t she? Do I take her or not? I consulted every person I could think to consult, from our next door neighbor (an RT-turned manager) to the nurses to the hospital itself, to no…

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