We survived our first trip to the ER. At 3:30pm on Sunday Sean woke me up (yes my fabu husband let me take a nap while he handled the kids) saying “call Amanda – Ronin’s left testicle looks weird.” Needless to say Amanda was supportive and calming and said take him to the ER. I had us all packed and in the car – in less than 10 minutes. Putnam County Hospital Center fast-tracked us and treated us very well. Ronin was deeply upset and disturbed but it was scary for him – and all in all – in handled it very well. It has been determined that he most likely has a small hernia and we have a follow-up appt. with his pediatrician tomorrow to confirm. If he will need surgery I will ask Amanda for references as she and Tom have guided me well through the Montefiore process before. When Ronin was undergoing the sonogram he was very upset. Sean had to hold down his legs and I had to hold down his chest as you have to remain very still in order to get an accurate picture of blood flow. I distracted Ronin by talking about Curious George and all the fun things George does as well as kissing and counting his fingers (he loved that!) Thank G-d I remembered to grab many sous (pacifiers) and a red truck for him to play with while we waited in between seeing various doctors. All the while Autumn was charming the staff and occasionally squawking and Ronin wanted to know where his sister (NEW WORD) was at all times.
It was harrowing but we survived and I am sure this will NOT BE the last time we go!
Autumn News: She has cut her first tooth today. Visual confirmation has been obtained by 2 people. It is official. Way to go Autumn
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Pesach
Pesach (Passover) is my favorite Jewish holiday. I hate the food (and am not the best Jew when it comes to being observant.) But I love the ritual of the Sedar. It was always such a fun experience for me – filled with songs and prayers in Hebrew that I could sing and say – even thought I never really learned to read Hebrew – I just memorized what I needed or used. Anyway, I love Pesach. I associated Pesach with the love I have for my father.
Since he has passed by brother has stepped up and now he leads the Sedar. And you see how hard he works on it to make it approachable and interesting and all-encompassing. He flair has also enabled non-Jew to enjoy. Which is a mitzvah as one should also invite a non-Jew to Sedar. And let's not forget that Tom and I both married out of the Tribe. And he has done it well. Each year he brings up something political or environmental – something that would really tie the Sedar and the tradition to our everyday lives. I find that very cool. This year he discussed CO2 levels rising from the sea and the death of the first born males - there is a lot more to it – but it was very interesting nonetheless.
But what really captivated the Sedar audience this year were the 3 children under 4 and a 5 month old. (Small shout-out to Amanda for all the hard work she did while a 33 week preggo.) The kids were delicious and funny and inappropriate at moments … but it was a Sedar filled with so much laughter it felt like a blessing. A blessing upon our home and upon all those who were there to witness what has come from my mother and father during Pesach.
Since he has passed by brother has stepped up and now he leads the Sedar. And you see how hard he works on it to make it approachable and interesting and all-encompassing. He flair has also enabled non-Jew to enjoy. Which is a mitzvah as one should also invite a non-Jew to Sedar. And let's not forget that Tom and I both married out of the Tribe. And he has done it well. Each year he brings up something political or environmental – something that would really tie the Sedar and the tradition to our everyday lives. I find that very cool. This year he discussed CO2 levels rising from the sea and the death of the first born males - there is a lot more to it – but it was very interesting nonetheless.
But what really captivated the Sedar audience this year were the 3 children under 4 and a 5 month old. (Small shout-out to Amanda for all the hard work she did while a 33 week preggo.) The kids were delicious and funny and inappropriate at moments … but it was a Sedar filled with so much laughter it felt like a blessing. A blessing upon our home and upon all those who were there to witness what has come from my mother and father during Pesach.
I should be full Candi by June!
I am ALIVE.
That is the best way to describe how I feel. I think this surgery (Lumbar Discectomy: Minimally Invasive Spine Surgery) will be my last. I ruptured my L5S1 on the left side on Jan 28th – a week before my return to work from maternity leave. I did it the night my son gave the stomach flu to my husband. When Sean puked on the floor – Ronin FLIPPED. Maybe a 2 year old would think – why would Daddy’s insides come out? Not sure to tell you the truth but I picked up Ronin while he was lying on the ground and carried him to bed. I caught the stomach flu, was sick for 24hrs – popped the disc the next morning. Now, I am sure 2 C-sections in under 2 years didn’t help, and not having the best stomach muscles ever post-partum. But that’s my tale.
Anyway it sucked. In a whole new way to define suck. I would take 2 C-sections and a breast reduction surgery TOGETHER over this one.
My hour and a half surgery turned into four. The nerve was pinched on the left AND right (double my pleasure) and a piece of disc migrated into my spinal column – thereby upon its’ removal there was scarring and spinal fluid leakage. This final TA-DA moment added to the recoup time. But I did it and I am here and fighting my way bac with my back.
I go back to work on Monday and I shall walk in - maybe with a small limp but not a walker. I left them dragging my left leg behind me (from the numbness). It was truly pathetic to watch – I felt like such a tool. The numbness is better – the pain from the disc is GONE and the pain from the surgery is much better. No more Morphine or Valium) the narcotics were impressive). And if you had the pleasure of speaking to me when I was on them and I am sure that you realize I remember NOTHING.
I should be full Candi by June!
That is the best way to describe how I feel. I think this surgery (Lumbar Discectomy: Minimally Invasive Spine Surgery) will be my last. I ruptured my L5S1 on the left side on Jan 28th – a week before my return to work from maternity leave. I did it the night my son gave the stomach flu to my husband. When Sean puked on the floor – Ronin FLIPPED. Maybe a 2 year old would think – why would Daddy’s insides come out? Not sure to tell you the truth but I picked up Ronin while he was lying on the ground and carried him to bed. I caught the stomach flu, was sick for 24hrs – popped the disc the next morning. Now, I am sure 2 C-sections in under 2 years didn’t help, and not having the best stomach muscles ever post-partum. But that’s my tale.
Anyway it sucked. In a whole new way to define suck. I would take 2 C-sections and a breast reduction surgery TOGETHER over this one.
My hour and a half surgery turned into four. The nerve was pinched on the left AND right (double my pleasure) and a piece of disc migrated into my spinal column – thereby upon its’ removal there was scarring and spinal fluid leakage. This final TA-DA moment added to the recoup time. But I did it and I am here and fighting my way bac with my back.
I go back to work on Monday and I shall walk in - maybe with a small limp but not a walker. I left them dragging my left leg behind me (from the numbness). It was truly pathetic to watch – I felt like such a tool. The numbness is better – the pain from the disc is GONE and the pain from the surgery is much better. No more Morphine or Valium) the narcotics were impressive). And if you had the pleasure of speaking to me when I was on them and I am sure that you realize I remember NOTHING.
I should be full Candi by June!
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