I keep meaning to do a post but I was waiting for something positive to write about. I don’t have much! I can’t seem to shake this cold, and neither can Brendan. All week it was just runny noses and suctioning with him, but Saturday his O2 sats bottomed out and he is needing a lot more oxygen. Keeping him connected all day is a challenge when he is used to the freedom of running around wireless. Bedtime tonight seems to finally be better.
He saw the doctor last week and both boys got a flu shot. Brendan tells me every day now that he doesn’t like shots and that “that lady at the doctor’s office hurt my leg”. (the nurse) He will really not be happy when we go for their 4yr wellness exam and they get four more immunizations.
Somehow I managed to sprain my ankle in my sleep the other night. It must have been scrambling for the suction machine. I have been hobbling around for a few days.
Bill’s truck was rear-ended. The damage to the truck was relatively minor (especially compared to the other car), and nobody was hurt. It made that quick run to Lowes a multi-hour ordeal because they had to wait for the tow truck to come extract the car from the back of the truck. And then today Bill learned that the other guy’s insurance was either lapsed or cancelled – either way, not valid.
Brendan’s preschool teacher has not been coming these last few weeks. Her husband had a heart attack and was in the ICU, and this Wednesday he passed away. This Friday, we have his big IEP meeting instead of his school time, so we probably won’t see her for another week. Trevor is on fall break this week. He cries now when I drop him off at school. It isn’t that he doesn’t want to be there, he just doesn’t want me to leave.

I try to stay away from reading the news of the world right now. When I do catch up, my problems feel very small, but it never makes me feel better.

So on to some happy things… we harvested pomegranates from our tree today.
The tree has legs!

These things are hard to pick

The tree is much more perky with all that heavy fruit removed

This year’s harvest

The boys picked them, and washed them

And peeled them

I have still not yet determined if we have a pale/white variety of pomegranate (which do exist!) or if we are just not doing something right with our tree which makes the arils never get red. They get pretty sweet and juicy, so we think it is the former.

They boys just love the juicer

Taking apart pomegranates is a lot of work and it took 5 of them to make about 12oz of juice. It was pretty tasty, but most of these pomegranates are going to be chicken feed. We will never eat so many!

I am hoping October will be a better month for us. We had such high hopes for this summer and Brendan’s trach coming out, I don’t think I have really quite adjusted to the reality yet. The waiting and wondering is always the hardest.