I don’t have much time today. I’ve been messing around with some technical stuff. But I thought I’d give you a quick update before the buddy awakes. Oooppps… he’s awake.

Here some pics of my new doo… I like it pretty well. It’s not perfect but I was in a desperate need of a change. It’s a pretty dramatic A line and I’m not sure how I feel about the super long pieces in the front. I might make them a tad shorter. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of them. Do you think it makes me look older? (please say yes! he he)

I’m also in the middle of finishing my playroom window. It needs a few more coats of mud and a super duper dose of sanding. It’s worked out pretty well and the kiddos have already had a blast playing with it. (the hideous Dora table is a story for another day…)

These summer days have been busier then I had planned. Things keep coming up. Oh well, it’s been pretty fun. I finally was able to get back to the climbing gym. It had been a month and my body could sure tell. My heel didn’t give me any problems so I’m happy. I was afraid of being a gimp for the rest of my life. Woo hoo.

Well, I really don’t feel like posting much but I might as well.

I’ve been trying to take it easy but will little success. The summer days just have too much fun stuff to do. I have cut of my soft cast. It got wet while hosing down Chopper, the dog. The kids were helping and I think I got more wet then chopps and the truth is I’m way to vain. Actually, I just didn’t want to deal with questions (and I wanted to go swimming.) Having to admit that I jumped into such a shallow pool from a balcony makes me look like a lame brain. Plus, I wasn’t sure that the cast was doing much. Now that it is off. I am regretting it. (I think Jer is wondering why I even went to the Dr’s but of course he wont say that.) So I’ve been using my rock climbing tape to wrap my foot up whenever I feel like I need a little extra support.

So back to taking it easy… ya… I can’t seem to do it. I agreed to go with Jer and the kids on a hike to Stewart Falls last Saturday. Ummm… ya… Stupid. In my memory I seemed to think that the hike was flat, short and mellow. Umm… nope, at least not with a kid on my back. Of course I pushed on. I was never so happy to see that ice cold water fall. I sat down and stuck my foot in the water for a long time, way beyond my toes going numb. Needless to say, I am a lame brain and now I feel like I have to recover all over again. Okay, it’s not that bad but for some strange reason I’ve venting about it because usually I just try to act tough. (no pics- forgot the camera)

On to other more exciting subjects… I punched a hole in my wall. A square one to be exact. Yes, on purpose. I wanted to make a playroom window underneath the stairs. I’ve seen these is other house and I think they are so cute. So far so good. I think. I hope it turns out looking okay and not like some botched up home job. I just applied the first coat of joint compound. We’ll see how it goes. You see, my husband is not so handy so I’m just trying to figure it out on my own. I plan to make some curtains and hang up some little picture frames inside to make it feel like a little play house. Em’s excited.

I’d go find my camera and take a picture of the work in progress but ya know what. I’m not going to… I’m taking it easy.

One of my girlies just opened up her own digital scrapbooking store with her sister. Go check out The Golden Girls.

I made this with their Sumertime kit. Cute, eh?

First of all, I want to thank you all for your nice, wonderful comments. You were all so very kind and did not make me feel like a stupid mother. I would respond individually but I’m just not in the groove yet.

It seems to me that this month has been one thing after another, at least between me and Isaac. There seems to be a theme: Spend all possible health care funds in this month and this month only!

Isaac has now developed thrust from the strong antibiotics he’s been on from the surgery. My mom first noticed a white dot on his tongue. I didn’t think that much about it because I was driving but later that day I noticed that I was feeling very itchy (you see, Isaac still prefers momma’s milk at his ripe old age of 15 months but I’m afraid (especially after this episode) this may be the last of it.)  Argg… It’s just one more thing to deal with and pay for. It’s not that big of a deal, right? I just need to get a prescription. Well, it gets a little complicated though because after 7 months of living here I still haven’t established a pediatrician for the kids. So I’ve been waiting all day to hear back from a couple offices.

Anyhow, I finally made it to the Dr myself for my foot accident. I’ve been going back and forth debating weather it was going to be worth it or not. Sometime it hurt so bad I thought it might be fractured but turns out that I’m just a wimp. The doc didn’t specifically tell me what was wrong but it sounds like my heel is ether badly bruised or I have plantar fasciitis which is a pulled tendon that runs along the bottom of your foot and attaches to the heel bone. I’m not quite sure how this could happen from a impact fall but he assured me it could. Either way I think it is getting better. He made me this lovely soft cast which I am to wear for two weeks without getting it wet. (If you know me at all you will know that this will not be the case. I am debating cutting it off at this very moment. I need something removable.)

Let’s just hope that nothing else happens to our little family. I don’t think me or the funds could take it.

Wow… I’m not sure how to start. It’s been quite a week. Our ranch trip was great. Awesome, in fact, but it ended with an ambulance ride to Primary Children’s hospital. Yup, that’s right. Me and Isaac just spent two days in the hospital. It was a great way to spend Friday the 13th.

Okay, so you want to hear about it…

It all began Monday night when I was unpacking our things only to repack for the ranch trip. Jer was home from work and was helping me watch the kids while I shoveled clothes back in to our bags. Isaac came across an open packet of Southwest peanuts and started shoving them into his mouth. We took the package away and he started coughing and gagging. It was the worst gagging I’d ever heard from the little boy. I was just about to do the Heimlich when he stopped and was breathing just fine. He seemed to have a little rasp in his throat and we thought all that gagging and coughing had scratch up his throat. We gave him a class of water and continued on with things.

On Tuesday, the kids and I headed up to Kingfisher Bend Ranch, 20 miles south of Evanston WY, to meet my family for the week. It was a beautiful, quiet place. We did nothing but ride horses every day, swim in the river and pond, do a little fishing and play rumicube (spelling ?) all night long. It was nice and relaxing (besides having to limp everywhere! Horse back riding was the perfect activity for me.)

On Wednesday, Isaac started to cough a little bit and that night he wouldn’t stop. I laid there listening to him wondering what was wrong. It sounded really weird. I almost wrapped him up in a blanket to take him outside in the cold air because the only thing I could think of was croup but it wasn’t right. The cough wasn’t tight and phlegmy sounding.

Thursday morning we all sat around talking about it and trying to figure it out. We’d listen to his back to see if it was bronchitis or something but his lungs didn’t crackle. I mentioned the peanut but no one could figure out how a scratched throat could turn into this. We were all pretty confused. Later in the afternoon, Isaac started to get a fever. We gave him tylenol and he was pretty much a lap puppy for the rest of the day and he took a couple naps.

Thursday evening Jer and I went on a sunset horse back ride. We left Isaac with my parents and when we got back my parents looked terrified. They told us that Isaac needed to go to the emergency room. I hate to admit it but I thought they were overacting. The truth is they had watched him go down hill while we were gone. I thought he was just tired because he quickly went to sleep. When it was time for us to go to bed Jer came to me and said come listen to Isaac. We went in the bed room and listened to him panting in his sleep. His breathe was so fast and then he’d pause. Please breathe! Needless to say, we scooped him up, said a prayer, and jumped in the car. It was the longest 20 miles I’ve ever driven. We were totally silent. We sat there praying and listening to him breathe.

Please keep breathing…

When we arrived at the Evanston hospital we said that he had a fever and was panting. They walked us to a room and calmly weighed him and asked us questions. The nurse was not alarmed at all. She took us to another room where we waited for the Dr. He came and checked him out, gave him Tylenol, and told us to keep him hydrated. We asked him if the peanut had anything to do with it and he said no. The time scale was wrong and he’d be a lot sicker if he had aspirated the peanut. He said that the panting was from his high fever. We waited. The fever came down a little bit but the panting was still present. His pulse was high and his oxygen level was low. We went and took and X ray. He had right side pneumonia.

They decided to send us to Primary Children’s because we weren’t local and recommended we rode the ambulance. Okay. The paramedics were wearing wranglers.

At Children’s there was more waiting. It was 4 AM. We were so tired and just wanted to sleep. We finally were seen. Jer decided to tell the peanut story again. WHAT! We finally got some interest. Okay, so I guess it is way common for babies to aspirate small things like peanuts and it can just reside in the lungs with out giving much sign. We couldn’t believe it. Was that for real? After that we were seen by some ear nose throat Dr’s and they said they’d squeeze us in for surgery in the morning. They were so sure that the story of him choking on the peanut was the answer.

So we waited and waited. ALL DAY! Isaac slept in our laps most the time. We couldn’t feed him at all and he was hooked up to all the cords. Finally around 5 PM they took him in for surgery. Only a half and hour later the Dr came back and said everything went well and showed us THE PEANUT!!!!!!

I had to laugh because I was going to cry. I could have kissed that Dr. I have never in my life been so grateful for a Doc. He told us how lucky Isaac was because the peanut was in their for 4 days and was still in one piece. It was blocking his right lung and was all infected. His right lung had collapsed and the oils irritate the lungs. Also, if he’d had coughed it up it could have get stuck in the vocal cords and blocked his airway. Awwwwww. How scary!! I had never heard of anyone inhaling a foreign object in to their lungs let alone still running around like nothing was wrong.

All of my emotions burst out after the Dr left.

Isaac bounced back so fast. We had a good night rest and the next day he was all over the place pulling out his IV and wanting to walk around further then his leash of cords would let him. If you looked at him you’d never know that he’d just been in surgery and had been so sick besides a mild PRODUCTIVE cough. A cough has never sounded like music to my ears before.

Oh, my dear sweet Buddy. I love you Isaac!!!

ps. Please don’t hammer me for being a stupid mom. I feel bad enough as it is.

Ahhh! So nice to be home.

I’ve been debating all morning if I should spend all afternoon updating you all on my adventures or if I should forget it all and get some rest… hummm…

I’ll give it a try.

If you remember, I was quite afraid of how Isaac was going to behave on the plane. In preparation I packed a ton of sugary snacks and Jeremy packed the whole toy box. He brought so many toys the flight attendance had to make a joke about it. I couldn’t stop laughing. Overall our preparation worked. I was surprised how well Isaac did on the way out and he was even awake most of the time. Jeremy insisted on sitting in the first row for some extra leg room and this way the kids hung out on the floor when they could. Our last leg back was the worst. We didn’t get the first row and the kids were tired and cranky. I just about lost it but Isaac finally fell asleep. When we finally got home, we’d been traveling 14 hours straight. Ahhhh… Serenity now!

The wedding festivities were lovely. It was a lot of fun to have Jer’s whole family together. They had all 6 kids in the temple at the same time. I think that is every parents dream come true. I spent most the day chasing Isaac around trying to keep his little suit somewhat clean. Half way through the day I just had to ditch my high heels. The little stinker even disappeared on us a few time. He was soo busy but oh so cute. Emma, of course, loved her purple flower girl dress. I wish I had pictures to show you but everyone else was taking so many I figured I’d just get copies.

After we recovered from the wedding events, everyone but the honeymooners got to go to the OuterBanks for the week. Our beach house was so nice and the weather was sooo pleasant. That’s the life I tell ya! We did nothing but hang out at the beach. We’d all been to the OBX before so we felt like we didn’t need to do all the touristy stuff.

I had a birthday while we were at the beach. (No, I still do not look a day over 18!! Curse!) Not much to write home about other than I got an external hard drive!!!!! Hurray, no more over loaded computer problems. I’m supper excited and wish I had some time scrap.

There was one event that did put a damper on things. It was my own stupidity. Some of my brother in laws were jumping off the deck into the pool. I thought I’d join them just for fun. It wasn’t really that high so I didn’t even think about it that much. I guess I should have because the five foot deep water did not slow my speed down to much. I hit the bottom of the pool like a rock. I slammed my heel on the concrete floor. I walked it off at first and didn’t say anything but the pain didn’t go away. I can’t put any weight on my heel. It is either badly bruised or I’ve fractured or compressed the bone. Anyhow, I’m a gimp and I hate it. So Stupid!! It’s more annoying than painful. I just hope it goes away soon. Running (or should I say gimpping) through the airport to catch our flight was so frustrating. My foot cramps up because I’m walking on it crooked. This morning I was trying to unpack and clean up the house and I just couldn’t! I had to sit down and rest. Lame-O!!

Other that that we had a great time. I’m actually leaving again tomorrow for the rest of the week. There really is no reason to unpack other than get the dirty clothes clean. We’re headed to a dude ranch with my family for a little reunion. Should be fun except Jer, my brother and my dad have to work so they’ll just drive up at night. Not much of a reunion more like a girls trip to the ranch. Anyway, I’m curious about the place. Should be fun (that is if I can get around okay.)

I think that is all for the update. Hope you all are having a lovely summer. I scanned my google reader and it looks like you all are having just as much fun as me. Later.