Had to write this down quick..
We are at the dropzone tonight and I just put the boys to bed in our trailer. When I was putting Elijah to bed, he said, "Mama, what you making for food for you and Daddy?" I said, "Lasagna." He said, "Ohh! What will you eat after that?" I said, "Maybe some garlic bread." I kissed him goodnight and he said, "I hope you enjoy your basagna and garden bread!"
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
Brothers and other
I'm happy to report that I have seen some (teeny tiny) bits of improvement with the Sammy-Elijah bond. There are actually moments when Elijah will tolerate being slobbered on or crawled over. The other night at dinner Sammy was making his back-of-the-throat piggy noise that makes us all laugh and Elijah let out a genuine giggle and said, "Sammy's so funny!" Up until now, we haven't heard him say much of anything about Sammy that was positive, so I loved hearing this!
Speaking of that Sammy, he's quite the little comedian these days. He insists that we put all of our cereal boxes on the floor and open them up so that he can reach in and grab a handful of Fruit Loops or Kix whenever he feels like it. If I put the boxes back up on the shelf, he will point at them and whine until I bring them back down. The other day Dan and I were making fun of his whiny-pointing, and Sam thought it was hilarious. Now he makes fun of himself! He does the point-whine and cracks himself up.
Another funny thing from Sammy.. he loves to go over to the door and grab his shoes and shove them toward his feet and then look at us like, HELP! Get these things on! He does this until we put on his shoes for him. Also, when he falls or runs into something, he will point to the body part that he hurt, while giving me a concerned look, so I will kiss it. He has been making a funny kissy sound lately, too. If I ask him for a kiss, he'll make the sound and smile.
Elijah has been loving the movie Tangled lately. There's a part in the movie where Rapunzel threatens to hit Eugene (or Gene, as Elijah calls him) with a frying pan. So now Elijah walks around the house with either his toy plastic pan or a spoon, pretending to hit everything (and everyone) he sees. Great.
This week has been....well, it has been an interesting one. There are lots of things going on with us in just about every aspect of our lives. My dad and stepmom spent some time with us this week before they headed back home to North Carolina. We also got to see other family that we don't see nearly enough. We've been trying to wrap our heads around a few other things, and now we are looking forward to a weekend and the dropzone and the State Fair. Dan and I are taking a much-needed adult-only vacation next week that we are getting excited for. So, yes, lots going on. I hope you all are doing well! Have a great weekend..
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Family time
The boys had a great time in Iowa visiting family. Elijah and Sammy even got an entire day and night with Grammie and Gramps!
Elijah fell in love with the lake. He loved "swimming" (wading/kicking/splashing).
It is so much fun to see our boys bonding with my dad and stepmom and other family members, as well. I think it's so important for them to feel love from not just us, but other people, too.
It took Sammy a while to warm up, but it happened! He did great without Dan or I there at all on that last day.
Elijah has made great strides with potty training, even on vacation. Granted, we have had our share of accidents, but we are getting closer. I refuse to put diapers back on him (except at night), so we are getting accustomed to cleaning up our share of messes.
Now we are back at home and attempting to get back into a routine. I reached a bit of a breaking point this week as far as having a bit too much on my plate. It gets really tough during these summer months when Dan works most of the time. Add to that some post-surgery stress, a full-time job, two blogs, photography and miscellaneous and....you have one burnt-out mama. Plans are in the works to alleviate some of this..
That's about all we know for now! School starts in a few weeks, but we have a lot of fun stuff on our schedule before then.
Sorry for the lack of posts lately and thanks for checking in!
Elijah fell in love with the lake. He loved "swimming" (wading/kicking/splashing).
It is so much fun to see our boys bonding with my dad and stepmom and other family members, as well. I think it's so important for them to feel love from not just us, but other people, too.
It took Sammy a while to warm up, but it happened! He did great without Dan or I there at all on that last day.
Elijah has made great strides with potty training, even on vacation. Granted, we have had our share of accidents, but we are getting closer. I refuse to put diapers back on him (except at night), so we are getting accustomed to cleaning up our share of messes.
Now we are back at home and attempting to get back into a routine. I reached a bit of a breaking point this week as far as having a bit too much on my plate. It gets really tough during these summer months when Dan works most of the time. Add to that some post-surgery stress, a full-time job, two blogs, photography and miscellaneous and....you have one burnt-out mama. Plans are in the works to alleviate some of this..
That's about all we know for now! School starts in a few weeks, but we have a lot of fun stuff on our schedule before then.
Sorry for the lack of posts lately and thanks for checking in!
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Playing "buckets"
Here is a small sampling of photos from the other night at home. We are spending time with family this weekend, getting and giving lots of love.
Have a good weekend, everyone!
Have a good weekend, everyone!
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Updateless update
I am behind! Sorry for the lack of posts. We have been busy. I'll come back soon to write an update. For now, boy pics..
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
I think we chose the perfect name for him
Sammy has a thing about picking up large or heavy objects and toting them around the house. I walked into the kitchen the other day to see this..
He walked through the entire downstairs portion of our house carrying the toaster, and then turned it upside down to unleash the crumbs. So I took it away from him..
Everything that he can lift, he does lift. And carry.
He started pointing the other day, which I think is adorable. If he hears an airplane, he will point at the sky and go, "BBbrrrrrr!"
He is getting good at making animal noises. Cow=booo. Duck=ga ga. Dog=uff. So stinkin' cute!
Another fun thing we do is our chasing game. I say, "I'm gonna GET YOU!" He laughs hysterically and runs away from me. It's a fun little game the two of us like to play.
And my oh my, what a good little sleeper this boy is. He sleeps from 6:30 until 6:30, sometimes 7:00 and even 7:30 or later on occasion. The latest Elijah has ever slept is 6:50, and I think it happened once.
One other cute Sammy thing. He likes to sit down with a book and flip through the pages as he whispers, "Dada. Dada. Dada." I say, "Book?" He whispers, "Dada."
He walked through the entire downstairs portion of our house carrying the toaster, and then turned it upside down to unleash the crumbs. So I took it away from him..
Everything that he can lift, he does lift. And carry.
He started pointing the other day, which I think is adorable. If he hears an airplane, he will point at the sky and go, "BBbrrrrrr!"
He is getting good at making animal noises. Cow=booo. Duck=ga ga. Dog=uff. So stinkin' cute!
Another fun thing we do is our chasing game. I say, "I'm gonna GET YOU!" He laughs hysterically and runs away from me. It's a fun little game the two of us like to play.
And my oh my, what a good little sleeper this boy is. He sleeps from 6:30 until 6:30, sometimes 7:00 and even 7:30 or later on occasion. The latest Elijah has ever slept is 6:50, and I think it happened once.
One other cute Sammy thing. He likes to sit down with a book and flip through the pages as he whispers, "Dada. Dada. Dada." I say, "Book?" He whispers, "Dada."
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Weekend full of ben-chures
As Elijah would say, we went on two "ben-chures" (adventures) yesterday. We finally got to the splash park. Elijah loves that place. He now goes down the "bear swide" all by himself!
Sam was indifferent. He explored when we first got there, but then just wanted Mama. And food.
We took a little snack break and continued watching Elijah make friends. ADULT friends, that is. He approached just about every adult in the area. "Hi! What's your name? I Elijah!" As usual, he ignored all of the children.
After our spwash park ben-chure, we went home to take a nap and then headed to my cousin's house to see some family we hadn't seen in a while. Elijah fell hard for a toy race track, so he cried half the way home. "Waaannnt to cooome back to Tweeeeevor's hooooouuuuse...pwaaaaay wif caaaaar twaaaaaack."
We might head to the dropzone for a bit this afternoon, but haven't decided on that yet. For now, Sam is napping, Elijah is making food with play-doh and I'm catching up on blogs.
A quick couple of tidbits..
Elijah had been talking a lot about his "baby sister Sam." Dan and I kept correcting him, saying, "No, Sam is your BROTHER." Elijah kept insisting that he was right. Then I realized he was talking about his babySITTER, whose name happens to be Sam. So his babysitter Sam is his "baby sister Sam."
I realized today that Sam has absolutely zero interest in television. When Elijah was his age, he was already a full-blown Veggie Tales addict.
When I called Dr. G to get Elijah cleared to go swimming, he said it was fine for him to be in a pool but that he should do no diving. I started laughing hysterically! Diving?! The boy who won't take a 2-inch step down without holding onto someone's hand? Ok, Dr. G, I'll make sure he avoids that. :)
I have a super funny photo to share that I haven't gotten off my camera yet. I won't totally spoil it, but I will just say that Sammy constantly likes to show us how strong he is. :)
Sam was indifferent. He explored when we first got there, but then just wanted Mama. And food.
We took a little snack break and continued watching Elijah make friends. ADULT friends, that is. He approached just about every adult in the area. "Hi! What's your name? I Elijah!" As usual, he ignored all of the children.
After our spwash park ben-chure, we went home to take a nap and then headed to my cousin's house to see some family we hadn't seen in a while. Elijah fell hard for a toy race track, so he cried half the way home. "Waaannnt to cooome back to Tweeeeevor's hooooouuuuse...pwaaaaay wif caaaaar twaaaaaack."
We might head to the dropzone for a bit this afternoon, but haven't decided on that yet. For now, Sam is napping, Elijah is making food with play-doh and I'm catching up on blogs.
A quick couple of tidbits..
Elijah had been talking a lot about his "baby sister Sam." Dan and I kept correcting him, saying, "No, Sam is your BROTHER." Elijah kept insisting that he was right. Then I realized he was talking about his babySITTER, whose name happens to be Sam. So his babysitter Sam is his "baby sister Sam."
I realized today that Sam has absolutely zero interest in television. When Elijah was his age, he was already a full-blown Veggie Tales addict.
When I called Dr. G to get Elijah cleared to go swimming, he said it was fine for him to be in a pool but that he should do no diving. I started laughing hysterically! Diving?! The boy who won't take a 2-inch step down without holding onto someone's hand? Ok, Dr. G, I'll make sure he avoids that. :)
I have a super funny photo to share that I haven't gotten off my camera yet. I won't totally spoil it, but I will just say that Sammy constantly likes to show us how strong he is. :)
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Catchin' up
Catching up on writing down some cute things the boys have been up to lately..
Sam is starting to say words aside from MAMA DADA and BALL. Last night I had him saying CHEESE (food, not cheesin' for the camera...yet!). The other day he was attempting BLUEBERRY. It sounded like BUH-BUH. If I ask him what a cow says, he will say BOOOO! If I ask him what a duck says, he will say GA! GA! GA! We're working on other animal sounds. He's been doing this for a while now, but if Dan leaves, Sammy will open and close his hand and say, DA-DA DADA, which in Sammy speak means, BYE BYE, DADA.
Elijah is doing well with potty training. If we stay on top of reminding him, he can stay dry all day, even through naps. Poop? Still zero progress. I started trying to "persuade" him with lollipops, so now he gets fixated on that to the point where it is maybe doing more damage than good. The first thing he does upon getting out of bed in the morning is gaze longingly at the bowl of lollipops. This is followed by a huge dramatic show filled with tears and the whole works. "I want wowwy-pops!" I tell him that I want poop in the toilet. So he sits on the toilet and tries soooo hard to make himself go. "MOMMY! HELP ME POOOOOOP!" So, the lollipops aren't helping. Not yet.
Sam is walking EVERYWHERE. It is now his main means of getting around. It is so stinkin' cute. Elijah never went through the wobbly walking stage, so it is really fun. I took the boys to the park last night and loved watching Sam wobble up and down the sidewalk. While attempting to eat rocks. :)
Elijah is very attached to his stuffed monkey Nemo that Auntie Debby gave to him before surgery. He takes Nemo (along with Ladybug and "soft bwue polka dot bwankie") out of bed with him every morning. Nemo sits downstairs with us all day, and he even accompanies on park excursions. The other day I caught him rubbing Nemo's head and saying, "Awwww. Nemo so soft. I wubbing Nemo's hair. Awwww. I wuv Nemo! Nemo wuvs Elijah!" :)
Sammy = CLINGY. If we are in public (if anyone besides Dan, Elijah or me is within sight) Sam refuses to be set down. He often gives people the "hairy eyeball," as my friend Heather calls it, from the safety of Dan's or my arms. He will stare people down with the most serious face, never blinking or averting his eyes.
I feel like we haven't gotten out much this summer because, well, we just haven't. Between our weekend dropzone visits and everyday life and post-surgery blues, we just haven't done much. I've been trying to make more trips to the park (Sam suddenly hates swinging..??) and I'm looking forward to getting my boys to the pool and zoo, as well.
That's all I know! More later..
Sam is starting to say words aside from MAMA DADA and BALL. Last night I had him saying CHEESE (food, not cheesin' for the camera...yet!). The other day he was attempting BLUEBERRY. It sounded like BUH-BUH. If I ask him what a cow says, he will say BOOOO! If I ask him what a duck says, he will say GA! GA! GA! We're working on other animal sounds. He's been doing this for a while now, but if Dan leaves, Sammy will open and close his hand and say, DA-DA DADA, which in Sammy speak means, BYE BYE, DADA.
Elijah is doing well with potty training. If we stay on top of reminding him, he can stay dry all day, even through naps. Poop? Still zero progress. I started trying to "persuade" him with lollipops, so now he gets fixated on that to the point where it is maybe doing more damage than good. The first thing he does upon getting out of bed in the morning is gaze longingly at the bowl of lollipops. This is followed by a huge dramatic show filled with tears and the whole works. "I want wowwy-pops!" I tell him that I want poop in the toilet. So he sits on the toilet and tries soooo hard to make himself go. "MOMMY! HELP ME POOOOOOP!" So, the lollipops aren't helping. Not yet.
Sam is walking EVERYWHERE. It is now his main means of getting around. It is so stinkin' cute. Elijah never went through the wobbly walking stage, so it is really fun. I took the boys to the park last night and loved watching Sam wobble up and down the sidewalk. While attempting to eat rocks. :)
Elijah is very attached to his stuffed monkey Nemo that Auntie Debby gave to him before surgery. He takes Nemo (along with Ladybug and "soft bwue polka dot bwankie") out of bed with him every morning. Nemo sits downstairs with us all day, and he even accompanies on park excursions. The other day I caught him rubbing Nemo's head and saying, "Awwww. Nemo so soft. I wubbing Nemo's hair. Awwww. I wuv Nemo! Nemo wuvs Elijah!" :)
Sammy = CLINGY. If we are in public (if anyone besides Dan, Elijah or me is within sight) Sam refuses to be set down. He often gives people the "hairy eyeball," as my friend Heather calls it, from the safety of Dan's or my arms. He will stare people down with the most serious face, never blinking or averting his eyes.
I feel like we haven't gotten out much this summer because, well, we just haven't. Between our weekend dropzone visits and everyday life and post-surgery blues, we just haven't done much. I've been trying to make more trips to the park (Sam suddenly hates swinging..??) and I'm looking forward to getting my boys to the pool and zoo, as well.
That's all I know! More later..
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Videos from OHS #3
Before surgery, after Versed.. :)
The first time we got to see him after surgery..
Sleeping, that first night..
Sammy came for a visit..
Playing with his favorite hospital toy, which happened to be a....toy hospital!
Discharge day!
The first time we got to see him after surgery..
Sleeping, that first night..
Sammy came for a visit..
Playing with his favorite hospital toy, which happened to be a....toy hospital!
Discharge day!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
The newest cooking network star
Elijah has needed his share of discipline lately. This kid is SO. STRONG. WILLED. The way we need to discipline him daily is the way my parents had to discipline me...I don't know, twice. One of the things he has learned to do when we are talking to him after a time-out is to distract us. One of his distraction methods involves crossing his eyes. It drives me crazy!
Most of the time when I'm with Elijah, I am smiling. Here is something that has made me smile lately..
I occaaaaaasionally like to turn on a cooking show. A few weeks ago, instead of asking to watch Despicable Me or Little Einsteins, Elijah has started asking me if he can watch a cooking show. :) He even knows all of the hosts' names. He knows that Paula Deen likes to say, "Y'all," and he knows that Rachel Ray likes to make burgers. The other day he said, "Hey Mom, will you please check if 'Guy's Big Bite' is on?" Ok, I didn't even know that was the name of his show!
I do enjoy lounging on the couch with my oldest boy to enjoy a cooking show with him, but what inevitably follows our viewing is a re-enactment. Elijah goes into the kitchen and gets out bowls, spoons, measuring cups, tomatoes, cheese, sugar, whatever his little hands can reach. I will hear, "Ok, y'all, now we want to add one cup of sugar. And a wittle bit of cheese. And there, we will pop it in the oven!" This is all great and cute unless it coincides with dinner-time, when his meal becomes part of his show and his apple sauce is being mixed in with his milk, which has been dumped into his mac & cheese.
The other day I was making something in the kitchen, and E decided he wanted to make something right along with me. So he did his little cooking routine and asked me, "Mom, what show is THIS?" I said, "Hmm, I think it's called the Mommy-Elijah Cooking Show!" He thought that was great, so now every time he "cooks," he tells me that I'm watching the Mommy-Elijah Cooking Show.
Someday we will make that happen! :)
Most of the time when I'm with Elijah, I am smiling. Here is something that has made me smile lately..
I occaaaaaasionally like to turn on a cooking show. A few weeks ago, instead of asking to watch Despicable Me or Little Einsteins, Elijah has started asking me if he can watch a cooking show. :) He even knows all of the hosts' names. He knows that Paula Deen likes to say, "Y'all," and he knows that Rachel Ray likes to make burgers. The other day he said, "Hey Mom, will you please check if 'Guy's Big Bite' is on?" Ok, I didn't even know that was the name of his show!
I do enjoy lounging on the couch with my oldest boy to enjoy a cooking show with him, but what inevitably follows our viewing is a re-enactment. Elijah goes into the kitchen and gets out bowls, spoons, measuring cups, tomatoes, cheese, sugar, whatever his little hands can reach. I will hear, "Ok, y'all, now we want to add one cup of sugar. And a wittle bit of cheese. And there, we will pop it in the oven!" This is all great and cute unless it coincides with dinner-time, when his meal becomes part of his show and his apple sauce is being mixed in with his milk, which has been dumped into his mac & cheese.
The other day I was making something in the kitchen, and E decided he wanted to make something right along with me. So he did his little cooking routine and asked me, "Mom, what show is THIS?" I said, "Hmm, I think it's called the Mommy-Elijah Cooking Show!" He thought that was great, so now every time he "cooks," he tells me that I'm watching the Mommy-Elijah Cooking Show.
Someday we will make that happen! :)
Sunday, July 17, 2011
A weekend at home
I'm glad the little boys and I decided to stay in our COOL house and not go to the dropzone this weekend. We missed Dan, of course, but it was nice to be home on a weekend for once. I actually caught up on things like laundry, dishes, cleaning and POTTY TRAINING. The poop still does not at all click. 0% clicking. Aside from that, and those fun messes, Elijah can keep his underpants dry ALL DAY LONG. Even if we run errands and take naps. We'll keep working on the other.
One of our sweaty weekend excursions was the Flying Cloud air show. I have taken Elijah to this air show every year since he was born, so it's a special event for us (or, maybe just me). I got a killer workout pushing the double stroller through bumpy and sometimes muddy terrain. Elijah adored his time in the bouncy maze. So much that we had a little tantrum when it was time to leave. Sam chilled in the stroller, as always, and absorbed it all without a peep.
We visited some friends at Children's this morning. Our little friend Eli had his third OHS last Tuesday by our very own Dr. M. It felt so good to give his mama a huge hug. There's nothing like a heart mama bond. I also think it's good to bring E to the hospital for visits so he knows that hospital time doesn't always equal torture time. He did great with being there! He was actually excited to go (??) and kept asking if we could go back to room four-one-one-zero. I cannot believe he remembers his room number from over a month ago, but more than that I cannot believe he wants to go back.
That's all for now. I hope you all had a great weekend! Here are some photos from the air show on Saturday..
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Cardio check
I took Elijah to his cardiology check-up today. He was nothing but cute for three-quarters of the appointment (don't ask about the other quarter of the appointment). When he was getting his echo, he said about a hundred times to the ultrasound tech, "Where's Dr. Moga??" Finally she said, "You want to see Dr. Moga, huh? Let me find him!" She made every effort to find him, but he must have been in surgery because he never showed up. She went to his office, sent him an email, sent a page... That's ok, E was pretty excited about seeing Dr. Gremmels.
We got nothing but good news. We are dropping all medication (woooo!), we don't have to go back for 4 months (woooo!) and E's next heart cath won't take place until next spring (woooo!). In addition to that, his heart function, based on the echo, looked great. His new valve looks much "happier," but his pulmonary arteries are still small. They will always be small, which is the reason why heart caths will unfortunately always be a part of his life.
I showed Dr. G Elijah's bald spot and asked for his thoughts. He thought it looked like ringworm (hmmmm), and thought that because he has so much hair (he had to dig and dig to find it) we just have not seen it until now. Hmmmm....who knows.
I have been wanting so badly to leave a voicemail message for Elijah's pulmonologist ever since surgery. He devised a "plan" for Elijah that would reduce the risk of him having croup post-extubation. This happens to be a doctor that Dan and I (and Elijah) LOVE. Honestly, he is one of the most amazing, caring individuals we have ever known. He has gone above and beyond his call of duty with our boy. His PLAN kept our boy from experiencing croup post-extubation...after open heart surgery! This is something that we didn't think was possible.
But it happened. Our Dr. K pulled through and drew up a plan that basically saved our little boy. I have felt emotional about him since surgery, and just incredibly grateful. I constantly wish I could give him a giant heartfelt squeeze. He didn't have to help us in this way, but he did.
I happen to know one of his nurses, through a sister of a friend of a friend. She gave me his pager number and I knew it was finally time to leave him a message. I thought it would be ok, but it was a bit difficult for me still. "Hi, Dr. Kurachek. This is...Meeeeeggggaaan Poooo------rrrrtaaaa calling. Uhhhhmmm.....Iiiiii am calling to just.....you know, thank you, for, you know, being so....aaaaaa-----wesome, and for caaaaaaaring so much for our son and for....sniff sniff.........devising such an ammmmaaaazzing...wah wah wah....plan for him..." It went on and on and it was a bit embarrassing. I hung up regretful, thinking he would think I was crazy.
Two days later, on my way to the dropzone with my boys, my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mrs. Porta?"
"Uhhh, yes?"
"Hi, this is Dr. Kurachek!"
"Ohhhh. Hi, Dr. Kuracheck!"
He told me that he was grateful for my heartfelt message, but mostly he was calling to make sure I was ok. :) It was a good conversation. He counseled me through some feelings (he is an intensivist, as well as being a pulmonologist, so he sees it all). It was nice to chat with him.
I told him at the end, "Dr. K, we love you and Dr. Gremmels and Dr. Judy and Dr. Moga! Not only are you amazing doctors, you are all amazing human beings." He said, "Wow! Can I put that on my resume? That's the nicest thing that's ever been said about me!"
It's true. Elijah has been blessed in so many ways...one of them being that he has THE BEST doctors looking out for him.
I will sleep peacefully tonight. More about that later....it has been a peaceful, healing week.
We got nothing but good news. We are dropping all medication (woooo!), we don't have to go back for 4 months (woooo!) and E's next heart cath won't take place until next spring (woooo!). In addition to that, his heart function, based on the echo, looked great. His new valve looks much "happier," but his pulmonary arteries are still small. They will always be small, which is the reason why heart caths will unfortunately always be a part of his life.
I showed Dr. G Elijah's bald spot and asked for his thoughts. He thought it looked like ringworm (hmmmm), and thought that because he has so much hair (he had to dig and dig to find it) we just have not seen it until now. Hmmmm....who knows.
I have been wanting so badly to leave a voicemail message for Elijah's pulmonologist ever since surgery. He devised a "plan" for Elijah that would reduce the risk of him having croup post-extubation. This happens to be a doctor that Dan and I (and Elijah) LOVE. Honestly, he is one of the most amazing, caring individuals we have ever known. He has gone above and beyond his call of duty with our boy. His PLAN kept our boy from experiencing croup post-extubation...after open heart surgery! This is something that we didn't think was possible.
But it happened. Our Dr. K pulled through and drew up a plan that basically saved our little boy. I have felt emotional about him since surgery, and just incredibly grateful. I constantly wish I could give him a giant heartfelt squeeze. He didn't have to help us in this way, but he did.
I happen to know one of his nurses, through a sister of a friend of a friend. She gave me his pager number and I knew it was finally time to leave him a message. I thought it would be ok, but it was a bit difficult for me still. "Hi, Dr. Kurachek. This is...Meeeeeggggaaan Poooo------rrrrtaaaa calling. Uhhhhmmm.....Iiiiii am calling to just.....you know, thank you, for, you know, being so....aaaaaa-----wesome, and for caaaaaaaring so much for our son and for....sniff sniff.........devising such an ammmmaaaazzing...wah wah wah....plan for him..." It went on and on and it was a bit embarrassing. I hung up regretful, thinking he would think I was crazy.
Two days later, on my way to the dropzone with my boys, my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mrs. Porta?"
"Uhhh, yes?"
"Hi, this is Dr. Kurachek!"
"Ohhhh. Hi, Dr. Kuracheck!"
He told me that he was grateful for my heartfelt message, but mostly he was calling to make sure I was ok. :) It was a good conversation. He counseled me through some feelings (he is an intensivist, as well as being a pulmonologist, so he sees it all). It was nice to chat with him.
I told him at the end, "Dr. K, we love you and Dr. Gremmels and Dr. Judy and Dr. Moga! Not only are you amazing doctors, you are all amazing human beings." He said, "Wow! Can I put that on my resume? That's the nicest thing that's ever been said about me!"
It's true. Elijah has been blessed in so many ways...one of them being that he has THE BEST doctors looking out for him.
I will sleep peacefully tonight. More about that later....it has been a peaceful, healing week.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
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