Saturday, May 11, Pete took me to Ben’s annual birthday bash:
a marvel movie, this one being Iron Man 3. He didn’t mind being seen with the
one who couldn’t walk or the eye patch. I still haven’t taken the time to get a
handicap decal so he had to drop me off and park. It was a great night despite
the case of emergencies. (noise cancelling headphones, crystallized ginger,
preggie pops, oxicodone, blanket, and hospital
space-saving throw-up bag). It
made me brave enough that we went to a park monday night just to enjoy summer.
We visited Dr. Shelton, Thursday May 16, and I failed the
tests miserably on the right side. He said the temperature issues on my left
side and the control on the right side are both cerebellum issues. He ordered a
ct scan to rule out water on the brain (hydrocephalous) and ordered physical
and occupational therapy to help. My eye
looks good for its condition and I got more patches.
I have been getting my breakfast and filling up the
dishwasher as a novelty. I’m not much help but at least I’m not much as a
burden either. I waddle upstairs to put the kids to bed sometimes but I rely on
others to do laundry and clean bathrooms.
Anything really important. The boys are taken every school day because I
still take good naps. Even Christian knows the routine. He tells me he cries for mommy and daddy but
he has a house and he sleeps there. L But he says it in a smiley “reassure
me” way.
That is all I can type out as a left hander, double vision, kind of
gal. As long as you are forgiving I will write more often.