Saturday am again..

Well, I had just wrote a whole story and tried to spellcheck, had to change the popup blocker and my story went away. I'll write a little more.....

My hubby and daughter are still sleeping. Having trouble keeping her in her bed after 4am. She keeps wondering into our room. I put her back in her bed....this happens several times.

Three years ago today we found out my son's diagnosis, as a result of his MRI. Still seems like an awful dream. After we found out, the doctors, nurses, and social workers worked very hard to get us home so we would have time at home with him. We brought him home from Children's on Aug. 4th, the day before his 1 month birthday. What a day that was. We didn't even get to leave DC before 5pm. All of the trips to the parking garage with the medical equipment, all of our clothes piled into the car. We had been staying at the Ronald McDonald house for a month. Thank God for them. We couldn't afford to stay in a hotel for a month, and it would have been hard driving back and forth to DC every day. We would have done it though. My family was waiting for us when we got home, to help us with all of our stuff. Baby Dan did good on the ride home...his first car ride. He couldn't set up in the seat to well. I was scared the whole way. He had these little episodes where it almost seemed like he was holding his breath...and sometimes was hard to get him out of them. Thankfully the ride home he didn't have any of those. He had 4-5 that day in the hospital. I still don't know what they were.

Well...better go wait for everyone to wake up. It's grocery day. We try to get an early start to beat the WalMart madness.
Take care!