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Laura needs a Palatal Expander. Her upper palate and teeth are very narrow, causing them to rest inside the lower teeth instead of on the outside. Up until now that hasn’t been much of a problem. But her adult teeth are obviously larger than her baby teeth were and it’s becoming painful. So, 1) she has to have her right canine pulled out. Oooh, fun times! And then 2) she has to go through some process whereby she will end up with the above thingy in her mouth.
Laura does NOT like things in her mouth. She was intubated and then had really bad reflux. So bad that she stopped eating and needed a g-tube. In all the time she’s gone to the pediatric dentist (e.g. someone who is really great in dealing with kids) they still haven’t been able to get x-rays of her teeth. She gags and then throws up. When they attempt it. Which they didn’t this past time. Because they’re smart that way.
This is going to be interesting.
The tooth pulling is next Friday on October 3rd at 11:30am. I will not be taking her back to school afterward. Poor thing!
Getting healthy: As of this morning, I’m at 13 lbs down, which is going to go down some more as I continue to eat the way I’m eating. My salivary gland is a non-issue. Either 1) the stone passed or 2) the stone moved or 3) the stone dissolved. Regardless, I haven’t been in pain in more than two weeks. I’m going to cancel my follow up appointment because, really, what are they going to tell me anyway? My annual glucose tolerance test is scheduled for October 3. Oh joy. I really HATE drinking that stuff.
Educational: We’re into our fourth week of school, praise the Good Lord. The kids love school, and I do the touchdown sign every weekday morning at 8:35. I can’t even tell you how much I love having all that time to plan without children. I love my kids–honest, I do!–but oh, how I love having them in school!
House: The paint in the living and play rooms looks amazing. And I never want to do that again when the kids are home from school. It was a horrendous amount of work. We still have to hang all the art work, clocks and pictures up again. And save up money for window treatments. Hah. Otherwise, I rearranged our master bedroom, and am as usual, trying to “catch up” on laundry.
Financial: Doing fine here. We are blessed with a good paying job for Jim. Any work that I pick up will be either put away for vacation or paying down some of our home equity loan.
Spiritual: Hmmm….between blogs and church, God has definitely been speaking lately. Oh! I have something so cool to share! 15 years ago–yes, that’s FIFTEEN–I wrote a worship song. I thought it was pretty good, but other than playing it for our old church one time as special music, I’ve pretty much only heard myself play it. Well, last Sunday I led worship and used it as part of the worship. And someone who was visiting (missionary’s wife) told me how much it blessed her. Oh, My, Heavens! How cool is that?!?! I was so psyched!
Family: Jim’s been coming home late, which is more stressful. But we’re managing. He’ll be leaving on Saturday to drive down to Florida and visit his grandparents, both of whom are in their late 80’s (like, 89!). His grandfather, especially, is getting frail. Jim won’t come home until the following Thursday evening, so it will be almost a week without him. We’ll manage. I’m not thrilled, but I support him going down and seeing his family. But we’ll all miss him.
I’m a “follow a recipe” kind of cook. Now, some people will say that that is not REALLY a cook. But hey, I take food, put it together in good ways, and my family gets fed. That’s cooking in my book. I do tend, though, to do some “I don’t have that so I did this instead” to recipes. I try to do it “right” the first time through and then edit it to our tastes. I did that to the recipe below. Its original incarnation involved bacon and cooking things in bacon fat. Um, notsomuch. This recipe is Jim’s favorite thing that I make.
Potato and Ham Soup
3 Medium Potatoes, cubed
2 stalks Celery, sliced
2 Carrots, sliced
1 Small Onion, chopped
1 to 1 1/2 cup cubed Ham
Salt and Pepper
1 cup Water
2 Tbs. Flour
2 cups Milk
Put potatoes, celery, carrots, onion, ham in a dutch oven. Salt and Pepper to taste. Add water, cover and cook on medium high heat for 15 minutes, or until potatoes are fork-soft. Uncover. Add flour to a small amount of milk, stir until smooth. Add to rest of milk and put into pot. Bring to a boil. Enjoy!
Hint: If you warm it up the next day, you will need to thin it out with milk. It really thickens up!
In the interest of complete honesty, I want to admit that my desk is, again, a complete disaster. The gully in the middle for the mouse? It’s a little wider only because my niece came to visit and needed to use my PC. So I pushed–shoved–everything to the sides. The pile on the left is 4″ high. The pile on the right is 7″.
:::Jim just came up to tell me that his PC died–Blue Screen of Death and all. And he’s an IT Geek, so he’s not kidding. Uh oh. That’s NOT GOOD.:::
However, on the good front, I attacked the pile on the kitchen counter and worked my way through most of it. Most. It never actually totally goes away. I don’t know why that is. It makes me sad.
While trying to style her hair this morning:
Me: Laura, your hair is being difficult this morning.
Laura: You mean I have difficult hair?
Laura: Maybe that’s how God made me?
People, a momentous occasion has just happened. I led my first worship practice. Yes, there was only Emma and me there, but hey, we SANG. And I PLAYED. AT THE SAME TIME. While PLUGGED INTO THE CHURCH’S SOUND SYSTEM.
Hyperventilating over here.
I’m leading worship on Sunday and then also on the following Sunday because Jim is away for various reasons. Yes, one is his annual pilgrimage to Mecca, uh, um….NASCAR at Dover Downs, aka The Monster Mile. And you have to say “The Monster Mile” in an announcer voice, like the old fashioned guys used to say “Sunday, Sunday, Sunday” about whatever was going to be on Sunday.
But I digress.
I have practiced for this event for over a week now. I’m confident that even if I make a mistake I will be able to recover and keep on singing. I hope. Ok, maybe NOT so confident. But in the end, I hope to just lead our congregation in a time of worship. If that is the result, then I am pleased. And the butterflies will fly away until the next Sunday.