The boys have been helping my dad on a farm this week, and they've been enjoying the experiences. On Monday, Wyatt was able to watch a baby calf be born. The other boys were around, but Wyatt was able to catch the whole experience. His biggest question was why did the baby calf come out of the mama cow's butt! Oh dear! Chandler was curious as to why a bunch of cows only needed to have one boy cow in the pen. "Doesn't each girl cow need her own boy cow, Mom?" Oh, it was a week full of learning experiences!
Also on Monday, I was able to get away to have supper with a dear friend. It's hard to get away these days, and I enjoyed every moment. We could've visited for hours longer, but reality was calling both of us. I am very thankful for each of my friends who have worked to keep up with what's happening in my lives and ask me the deep, hard questions of life. It's easy to get in a habit of saying that everything is fine, when really underneath it all, everything is not fine.
On Tuesday, we ended up in the doctor's office. The boys have been playing outside in the pines behind my parents house. The trees were recently cut down leaving behind lots of brush and branches for building forts, teepees, and huts. However, Chandler woke me up twice during the night to tell me that his ear hurt. Since colds have been going around, I figured he probably had an ear infection. I gave him so Tylenol and put him back in bed. In the morning, I realized that it was his outer ear that was hurting. It was red and swollen. We discovered a tick on his ear. I couldn't believe that we were already having ticks. Since the ear was so red and swollen, I decided to take him into the clinic. The doctor said we could give him a preventative antibiotic for Lymes disease, but it was only recommended for kids over eight. Because Chandler is just eight, I said no. We are to wait and see if any other symptoms arise, and we will go from there.
Wednesday was a busy day, as usual. Between school, errands, and doing a plasma donation, there are never enough hours in the day. My friend, Autumn, graciously watched the children while I did plasma. Then we all ate supper together and headed to church. The way plasma works is that you get $20.00 on your first donation and $50.00 on your second donation per week. With Roger not getting a paycheck yet, we've been working hard to make that $70.00 go as far as possible. However, I received word from the plasma center that my protein levels are low. Because of that I won't be able to donate for a while. While I'm bummed about missing out, I'm glad to have a break too. It takes several hours a week to do two donations, and I don't always feel the greatest. However, that sounds like complaining...I am very thankful for plasma donations!
Thursday was Wyatt's big day-the MRI! We had to be at the hospital by 7:00am, so it was an early morning. Wyatt knew that he couldn't eat or drink anything when he got up, but he did want to know if the hospital had any food! My friend, Autumn, was able to come up to the hospital, so I had some company. Wyatt did fabulous! The nurses were amazed at how calm and unintimdated he seemed. The nurses did a great job of explaining the MRI procedure, and I was thankful to know that they wouldn't put the IV in until after he was under the sedation. He was wheeled down to MRI around 8:30 and it was all over by 10:10am. I was thankful that it took less time than anticipated, and it was nice to have time to talk with Autumn. Wyatt was extremely crabby coming out of the sedation, but he survived it. He had a very bad headache and was glad to get in the car to go home. On the way home, he started to feel better. I know he did because he asked for a donut! We stopped for a donut, and we were home a little after one pm. Wyatt took a quick rest on the couch, but then he wanted to go along to get their pet. Oh yes, we now have a pet (more on that later).
The doctors office called me later on Thursday afternoon. The MRI revealed that Wyatt's lump is a collection of blood vessels. The blood vessels are benign...praise the Lord! However, because of the size of the lump and where it is on Wyatt's leg, the doctor suggested removing it, Wyatt is extremely active and if he should fall or have an accident, that lump could burst. Although it wouldn't cause life threatening hemorraging, it would be painful. The doctors office called back later to say that Wyatt could get in to the surgeon the next morning at 8:30 am! I thought that was fast, but I was looking forward to it being behind us.
Friday was Wyatt's big day...or so we thought! I didn't let him eat or drink anything and the appointment was scheduled for 8:30 am. However, it was just a consultation with the surgeon abut the surgery!! Wyatt was beyond annoyed that he was hungry and thirsty and still had a lump on his leg! We did get the surgery set up for March 28th, so that's the day for the actual surgery. I took Wyatt to McDonald's for a treat afterwards since he was so annoyed! We did have a good time on our little date, and we were able to get in another whole day of school work.
Saturday was a beautiful day! It was about sixty degrees, and we spent almost the entire day outside! The boys went with Papa to help out on the farm again and Emma and I did some walking and cleaning. The boys came back and got JoEllen out of her pen to do some walking with her. We also played soccer, golfing (which I'm terrible at) and baseball. Needless to say, we all got plenty of exercise! I ended up with over 35,000 steps on my Fitbit. It was a busy day!
My parents graciously took my children to church with them in Sunday. I was invited to go see a production of Rogers and Hammerstein's "Cinderella". Because the performance started shortly after church, I wouldn't have had time to take my kids to my parents and be at the performance. Oh, what a wonderful time it was!! I throughly enjoyed the performance, and it was nice to spend the afternoon with two very dear friends. It was definitely the highlight of my week!
Okay, so back to JoEllen and who is she? JoEllen is a beautiful Jersey calf that has been loaned out to the boys for their first pet. One of my dad's dear friends heard about the boys wanting a pet, and offered to let them keep JoEllen until we leave for Maine. She is well-loved, and the boys have been enjoying the memories. Emma is fascinated with her, but Emma still wants to like JoEllen from a distance. I am so thankful that the boys have this opportunity, and JoEllen is providing them with the opportunities to be responsible and careful. I think the hardest part will be saying good-by to JoEllen when we leave for Maine!
And what about Roger? Well, he is settling into life in Maine. He passed his check ride yesterday, and he is officially on the payroll!! Hooray!! The instructor giving Roger his check ride test told Roger that it was the best check ride he's done in a long time. He said that Roger handles the plane fabulously and the company is happy to have him...oh yeah, that's my man!! I'm so very thankful for all of Roger's hard work. I wish we were already back together again, but God has a perfect plan for that also.
Thank you all for your prayers!
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