Friday, April 22, 2016

It's Here

 She's 12
last day of age 11

birthday breakfast
She should be mowing my parent's yard today.  She may be finished by now.  Tomorrow we are spending the day together.  Since she is out of school, I couldn't invite her friends over.  If the school takes this break every year around her bday, she won't be in school on her birthday for the next 4 years.  

Happy Birthday, G!!

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Catch Up Time


So we did the make up confirmation last Sunday.  A fellow Bible study attendee took this pic of us.  We are the center people in the pants.  So now G has confirmed her faith in Christ in front of our church with her very sweet mentor beside us.  She also joined the church officially.  She also moved into the youth group and has an opportunity to go to Canada on a youth trip.  How cool is that?

I have to get her passport next week.  Rather apply for it.  I have to find all of the paperwork and get her old passport and all that rot.

Yesterday G found a sandwich bag with a lot of white moldy powder and a set of measuring spoons.  It turned out to be dry wall but the problem is that it wasn't there last Saturday when I mowed, and it was roughly 4 feet from our back patio or in other words, way to close to the house.

I called the non-emergency police to make sure it wasn't something nefarious.  I don't feel badly about it because a year or more ago our neighbor found a baggy with needles and pills between our yards, so who knows what people throw when running.

That is about all the excitement that I can stand for a weekend.  This coming Friday G will be 12.  She is out of school Friday, Monday and Tuesday.  Maybe my dad will have her mow his yard as unless my mom is watched out for he can't do it.

Now I have to go and color with my G.  Sometimes we both like to revert to our childhoods.

Monday, April 04, 2016

Re-Introducing Favorite Foods

I believe G is completely over it.  She is having residual tummy aches but her tummy had a virus so I suppose that is to be expected.  This morning she had one of her favorite breakfasts, grits with cheese and scallions.  So far so good.  I didn't give her any bacon.  She did wake up hungry which she hasn't been hungry at all.

I am keeping her home again today because yesterday at 2 pm-ish her fever was hovering around 100, which isn't very high but high enough to make me keep her home today (fever free for 24 hours is the deal).  I ended up giving her an ibuprofen for her leg that was hurting, but I wasn't going to give her any so the fever could fight off the sick.  I fed her chicken noodle soup with rice in it for supper, and she said it made her hot.  Coincidentally I believe, her fever broke at that moment.  She said she felt sweaty which was a good thing.

Today I will have her sit up all day not lay about and drink water and gatorade, more than she did yesterday.  She is also to get a shower and change her clothes into regular shorts and t-shirt.  I didn't make her change yesterday, why bother.  She hasn't been sick at all other than feeling poorly since Saturday morning.  My dad embarrassed her by suggesting that she had the Noro virus (spelling).  I told him that when I asked if she was sick from that end too she said, "That can't happen!"   I told her that it most certainly could happen.  I think that grossed her out a bit.

As usual, she has been an angel in attitude as she is wont to do when she is sick.  Seriously, she is the best most obedient non-smartalek-y kid in the world when she is sick.  Today, since she is well she may be not quite as good.  Best of all, I haven't gotten it.  Hopefully, I won't.

My dad offered to keep her today so I could go to work.  Two things about that, one my mom would have driven G crazy, and two I would have had to wake her up so early, and she wouldn't have gone back to sleep for a nap.  She has slept a lot these two days which she needed to help fight this.  She has gone to sleep fairly early and napped Saturday for 3 hours and yesterday for 30 mins or so.  G NEVER naps.  I just felt that I needed her to sleep as much as she could or would so I am taking a day to stay with her.  If I didn't have the PTO I probably would have taken her to dad's and stressed myself all day about how she was.

So YEA! we survived the sickness.

Saturday, April 02, 2016

This Is What Sick Looks Like

Totally knocked her out.  At the time of the photo it was after 1:30pm.  She NEVER naps.  She had spent the night with a friend from school and at 2am she woke up to throw up.  Then she said she threw up at 7am  and texted me at 8 something to see if I was going to come get her.  The original plan was for the mom to either bring her home on their way to big city or let me know to come get her.  I was in the grocery store parking lot when she texted, so plans changed.  I put my cold things up then headed out to get her.

The mom had called to find out what to do.  I told her to keep her near a bathroom and give her water so she doesn't get dehydrated.  Little did I know that G would gulp it while laying still.  When I got there to get her, the movement of her walking to the car made the water in her tummy swish so she didn't make it to the car before throwing up again and again in the car.  I came prepared with washcloths and bags and bottled water.  I told her to sip the water not gulp.  She hasn't thrown up again.

The stomach bug has taken a BIG hit at her school so it really was only a matter of time.  I initially called my mom to see if she would ride up to get G but then while on the phone with her changed my mind.  I only wanted to get her home and not make a random stop.  Problem with my call was that i totally got mom worked up (this she can remember).  I wasn't able to call them back until noon.  We got home around 11 so my mom was not only beside herself with worry it added stress to my dad and mom stopped recognizing my dad again.  Way to go, me!!

I failed to get any pedialite or gatorade or saltine crackers but I did manage to make a pot of (my version) congee.  She was able to get a small bowl down and so far it has stayed down.  Her fever though jumped to 102.4.  I gave her some ibuprofen and two cold washcloths.  And just so you know, I have a sympathetic gag reflex which doesn't take much.  Also, G kept discussing the color of her stomach contents which did not include food.  I had to beg her to stop talking about it while I drove home.

China adoptive moms may know about congee, G was fed congee in China and I made sure to keep feeding it to her while in China.  Basically it is well boiled rice in a broth with other nourishing items in it. Mine had rice, chicken broth and a wee bit of ginger to help settle the stomach.  She said mine tasted of nothing really and she is right, I made sure it was rather bland.  We will add flavor as she gets better.  I was dying to put some scallions in it but I will wait on that. Best purchase I ever made was a rice cooker.  Tiger brand is the name.  I buy the Botan rice because it is the white sticky rice we like.  I have bought the brown rice by Botan as well but don't do so often.

When we got home she was able to shower and brush her teeth so that helped too.  I told her to get out of the car very slowly so as to not slosh around what little water she did drink in the car.  My biggest fear is dehydration.  G is not good about drinking anyway.

And tomorrow is confirmation which she will now miss.  If she does it now it will be alone as a make up day.  I notified the pastor via phone message asking that he text me back to tell me he got the message.  I have yet to hear from him.  I got someone to take my Sunday School class and let G's mentor know that she can't make it.  I also let my boss know that I probably will not be at work on Monday.  Unless her fever miraculously breaks by 7am tomorrow she won't be able to go to school on Monday.  I also want her good and well not half way well.  She needs to be able to eat something solid not bland soupish stuff.

Anyway, I had a great time last night indulging myself in my guilty pleasure of a movie that G can't watch with me.  Probably wouldn't even if she could.  The name of it is Mortdecai starring Jonny Depp and Gwyneth Paltrow.  So totally funny but rated R, there is the warning.  Amazon Prime has it for free which is one reason I found it.  Then I discovered it is based on a book from the 70s which I purchased the first one on kindle.  Truly laugh out loud, sort of pink panther type mystery spy thriller all at once.

My mother has to come see G so dad just texted to see if there was anything they could get me.  I gave them three things if they were coming into town.  I think my mom needs to see her for herself.  I want all of my mom back.  This particular moment it would be nice to have my mom to discuss how to do this parenting a sick child thing.  Yes, I know how but now it the moment I really feel the gradual loss of my mom.  I do regret telling her though because this has upset her and my dad.  I have to learn that there are things that I can not tell her anymore because her mind doesn't work right.

So pray for us particularly that this goes away and I DO NOT GET IT TOO!!  I can't be ill with a throw up sickness.  Oh how I hate to throw up.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

What We've Been Up To

Friday I took the day off because I had been asked to read at a funeral of a class member.  I normally don't go to funerals, but because I was asked to read I did.  G on Wed jumped weird on her foot at school so I took Friday afternoon to get her an x-ray of her foot.  It wasn't broken but sprained.

Last Saturday I took my mom and child to the new outlet mall near us.  I was able to get G's summer Sunday clothes and what she will wear to Easter.  This is the last summer for shorts.  Next summer will have to be pants or a skirt.

Mom did pretty well.  The weather decided to turn cold again particularly last Saturday and we froze running from one store to the other.  So freezing to us is 60 just so you know.  Mom walks slower now.  Her conversation doesn't really make sense to us much so she stays quiet mostly.  But we had a great Saturday and dad was able to mow his whole yard which takes roughly 6 hours.  I was glad to give him that time without worry.

G decided she wanted to plan basil so we purchased two hanging pots, dirt and seeds for her to plant which she did on Sunday afternoon.  Then it got even colder.  I hope the seeds come in and didn't get frozen or get hit with frost.  Our planting season is technically April to July for basil.  

This week is Holy Week.  Tonight, for the first time, our church held a Passover Seder.  It was very nice.  Tomorrow night is our Good Friday Service.  We didn't have a typical Maundy Thursday service.  

Today at work the head of my department offered me one of his vacation days for tomorrow, and I accepted gratefully.  I am off work tomorrow.  He said he wasn't accruing any more because he had too many hours, so he offered tomorrow's hours to me!!  He said it would be a very slow and quiet day.  I agree it has been a very quiet week.

Yesterday I had to take G to school because I completely overslept by 30 mins.  I woke up at what I thought was 5:35 which would have been before the alarm went off except I misread and it said 6:35.  Yea! ME. Of course I didn't realize what had happened even after I heard the 6:30 program on the radio.  I couldn't refocus to the actual time.

Anyway, I apparently changed the alarm last Friday night and forgot to reset it.  It wasn't going to go off at all.  I didn't set the alarm Sunday night (forgot) and overslept by like 10 mins, but I realized I had done it so it didn't really affect much.  Tuesday I woke up 15 mins before normal and just got out of bed.  Wed. not so much.  I was an hour and 6 mins late to work.

At G's school they studied the scientific method so today they put it into practice with a murder mystery.  G was the medieval farmer's wife whose daughter was killed by wolves.  This is the outfit I pulled together with a set of rosary beads which she wore today.  They were out of school half day and off tomorrow and Monday.  


Dad said that tomorrow he will bring the big mower in to mow my yard for the first time this year.  He got my mower in shape for the summer.  Mom will come with him and maybe we will do something.  I offered to go out to the house while he mowed but he said he would bring her into town.

So that is all for now.  I am off to bed to enjoy a day off work.


Saturday, March 12, 2016

Shopping With My Mom

Last night G and I attended the free hockey game we had won previously.  The team won in a shoot out after the game tied at 3-3.  It was a good game.  We got another t-shirt thrown to us.

I set my clocks ahead on Friday so I would be able to sleep before losing an hour.  So when we got home the time reflected 11:30 and this morning when I woke up I had slept about 12 hours.  It was so very nice.

Today I took G to buy a rain coat.  Yes, I waited until the rain is almost ready to move out and bought us both a rain coat.  I had G call my dad to see if my mom wanted to go with us.  She was so eager that she had her purse on her shoulders when we got there.

While driving back to big city mom asked me who that man was at her house.  I basically spent the day reaffirming that was her husband of over 50 years.  Even when we got home she didn't know who he was.  His face was away from us and I pointed to him and said, "Do you recognize him?"

She said, "I can't see his face."  When he turned she did know him but not 3 seconds later while I walked her away she said, "He isn't the one I love."

I knew I needed to get her today because she hasn't been able to swim this week, and due to the rain she wasn't able to go outside and work.  She needed a diversion and my dad needed a break.  I picked up some silk glove liners for her hands.  She chews on her fingers.  Dad laughed at me for buying them, but they help some I think.  We have to remind her to wear them, but we have to remind her to stop chewing on her fingers too.

The rest of her life will be reminding her over and over who we are or who she is or where she is until she can no longer speak.  We are watching her fade.

G and I had lunch at Newks and took mom with us.  She wasn't hungry at all but G and I hadn't had lunch since we had breakfast so close to lunch time.  Mom had already eaten before we picked her up.  When we walked into the restaurant it wasn't raining but before we left it was, hard.  I ran out to the car to get the jackets we had just bought and an umbrella; then, I promptly fell inside the restaurant from slippery shoes meeting slick stone floor.  SO VERY EMBARRASSED.  I will probably be sore tomorrow.

Anyway, I want to get to bed early so I don't lose an hour.  Laundry has to be done too since we played the day away.

Wednesday, March 09, 2016

Something I Don't Want to Forget

The other night, I forget which and I suppose it doesn't really matter, G and I were talking about her conversations with friends.  One night she and a friend were discussing their families' unfortunate relations.  The friend started and I suppose asked G if she had any stories to share.  G said, "I have one sad one."  I thought, oh no, here we go, but she discussed my unknown cousin who had been adopted at birth before any of us were born.  Then she talked about another cousin's situation.

Funnily enough she didn't mention her own sad beginnings so I asked her on this particular night why she didn't say anything while talking to her friend.  She said, "I didn't think it was sad."

I was a bit relieved that she didn't personally view her coming to our family as a sad happening but it did open up questions.  She asked me where she was found if in a box or by the side of the road or whatever.  I told her what I was told and suggested that it may or may not be true because it may or may not be true.  She already knows that the only true date we have is her finding day and that they estimated her birthday.  She said, "I could have been born on Feb 12?"

Why that day I don't know, but I said, "No, you were a month old so they gave you a date close to that many days back."  Then I told her everything I was told about how she was arrived at the orphanage and that she didn't stay there long due to it being a Half the Sky sponsored orphanage.  She asked if the orphanage was a poor one that ignored and neglected the babies.  I told her that the HTS received monies from the US and EU so that there was no neglect.  That HTS teaches early developmental stages and how to have the nannies help the children reach them.  Also, I told her about the foster program of which she was a part.

She was fostered, but for how long I am not sure.  I told her we weren't given information about the foster mom, but we had a picture of them together (she has seen it, and it is on display).  She wanted to know why I don't have the foster family's info, and I said because we weren't allowed to have it.

She always accuses herself of being a fat baby due to the photos from the referral pack, 3 or more layers of clothing will do that to you.  She was nothing of the sort.  I told her my assessment of her early pictures and in particular her "look."  She has a look of suspicion on her face, one look of being suspicious of everyone.  She never smiled in the pictures.

She said, "Is that normal?"  I said that normal babies smiled for photos earlier than she did.  I pointed out the picture I have of me as a baby smiling.  To qualify normal, this is a term defined by her as babies born in one family, just the average joe type of family, with no trauma so to speak.  Her word, normal, means the median.

She said, "Yeah but you had a family."  She said, "No wonder I was suspicious.  I never had a permanent family then."

I said, "I know.  I know that is why you were so suspicious then.  I pointed out that she still looks at people like that though as though she doesn't trust them."  I see the look everyday at some point.  She was a bit concerned that she gives the look to family.  Sometimes she does but not to her grandparents that I have seen. I was very proud of her to make that connection to her story and that she wanted to know about it.  I am also glad to know she doesn't actually view her story as an "unfortunate relation" type story.

Anyway, it was a conversation I wish to record and remember for fear I will be like my mom and forget it all.