Gavs White Cell Count Up Again… Happy Fourth Everyone

I love the fourth of July, it's one of my favorite holidays, I have a small fear that instead of looking up at the fire work display this year we may be seeing the four not so sterile, supposed to be sterile walls of a hospital room; as Gavin is starting to become sick( I hate those walls). I am a little frustrated, it's the same thing, high esonophils with his white blood cells and we can't figure out the culprit. This has come after days and days of high fevers and him vomiting his little naughty feeding tube in the middle of the night so it dangles through his throat and his nose, it's quite horrific. We have come to tell the signs and I said to Jay last Monday, we better hurry and do whatever it is we need to do, because he's going to be sick come week end. It's amazing how well you get to know your own child. I don't want to think about this because it gets me a little too worked up, and there is very little we can do right now seeing as it is 2:56 a.m. and Gav starting vomiting at 2:15 this morning.

Lauren has just now come to the realization that not everyone else has to hook their baby up as we do Gavin. She asked why the neighbors weren't going in to hook up their baby, and then again why my sister wasn't hooking up her baby to her treatment. We told her that Gav's kidneys don't work and the other babies did, and she said that we needed to get a new baby. This time a baby girl (big surprise), and we could call her Serena. I told her scratch the new baby, we'll keep Gav and just get him a new kidney (she begrudging agreed but also wondered if Gav would ever just be a girl-at the very least we should willingly grant this wish for her-mean parents)! She is quite the little beach bug right now. She flits, flutters and flies about collecting sea shells, splashing in the water and playing with the sand toys. Grams has to give her at least an hour's notice of departure, because she just has so much to do. Jay brought in a sample of Gavs fluid last night and took Lauren with him. Low and behold the two of them stumbled upon rhythm and booms so Lauren was finally awake for her first firework display. It was quite the fiasco, but all in all she was delighted! Jay pointed out the capital aglow that night, and Lauren looked at it in awe and and asked if God lived there (oh the irony). It's so fun to get a snap shot into their minds. I love that she asks questions with merciless persistence and tiptoes into laughing fits! We just made her a cardboard play box and she is loving it, Girls only (except for Gavin, Gibson, Payton and Yianni…basically all the boys that she knows)

Lauren would also tell you that, 'Gavin is into balls and dogs” as she talks to complete strangers about that, and that 'his eyes are delighted when he sees her”. No big surprise or change their except that he has become quite the little hot head. We were in Target the other day and I was walking around the toy aisle (Lauren's only consolation for being drug to the store for diapers is to look at every, and I mean every, toy in each aisle, and add to her long birthday wish list of toys, basically anything on the shelf is on the list, she does not discriminate) and we came to the balls, when we moved on, Gavin threw the biggest fit in the store (throwing whole body back, kicking arms, devastated eyes and whaling sobs), it was quite the temper tantrum, but really if we have another ball in this house we could let the Major Leaguers practice here! Forget about talking to him if there is a dog in the picture because he just become transfixed, staring longingly. He is starting to get his cruise on, and has figured out how to get down the stairs safely (Thank goodness, those stairs are a production). He also is interested in putting real food in his mouth, but then spits it out. It makes for clean floors

Jay is happily calling Brewer fans after each win and sulking silently after each loss, it amazes me, the heart of a Cubs fan, they bleed cubbie blue and red with each loss like someone just kicked their shins and ran away (you think they'd be used to it by now, go brewers)! I on the other hand, have come to the startling realization, that I am my mother. I was driving home the other day in my dented green minivan, listening to John Denver with the wind down singing it a touch to loudly and of course out of tune. Anyone who knows my mother knows John Denver and can appreciate that! I accept it happily! Well, I am going to try to get some sleep, seeing how I know that tomorrow will be the endless quest for these esonophils. Hope you all have a fiery fourth! Yeah America, thank you to all those who have given us our freedom and those who continue to fight for ours and our children's tomorrows!

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