P.M UPDATE

We're at Mott's Children Hospital 5west. They just put Rickie's IV in-NOT too happy. I have to say she was great, considering Rickie was screaming at the top of his lungs and three nurses were laying on top of him. It's around 9ish and I will be back tomorrow. Port put in Monday:(

GRAND CENTRAL BUTTON

Look over to the right and you will see an icon for grand central-it's really cool you click on it and put your phone# in it and it will contact me! For free! So yeah-call if you want.

Update on Rickie

I decided to update on my blog...a lot easier than e-mailing everyone:) I'm waiting for a call from the hospital to let me know when a bed becomes available. The doctors were not pleased at all with Rickie's PFT yesterday. The middle airways are only functioning at 30% (not good). He will have a port put in Monday so that they can access his IV meds and draw blood as well. That's a good thing, Rickie hates to be poked! I think they will leave it in for years as long as it's taken care of properly by moi. He will be getting intense therapy, meaning a lot during the day a long with his medications. Schooling is scheduled as well-he doesn't get out of that one! On a more serious note, please say a prayer, or send positive thoughts for Rickie. Our family is very concerned with this recent knowledge of his middle airways. I will try to update daily.

Love,

Carey

TIME or lack of it!

This is way back to 1966...a picture of me and my parents. We were at my Aunt Marion's and Uncle Dutch's house. It's so cool to look back and see how much your own children look like you did as a child. I think I was pretty cute. I was 7 years old there. I'm sure my parents would look at that picture and say boy, it seems like yesterday you were that age. I find myself saying the same to my kids. Time is such a fleeting thing-we never have enough of it and yet were all waiting for something (in the future) I can't wait until such and such, we've all said it.

I think I'll just enjoy the time we have and not worry so much about tomorrow or fret about what I didn't do in the past. Because, we have all heard that the present is a present!

Love, Carey

p.s. That is my Uncle bill in the picture!

Rickie on vest (by Hannah)