Imagine a little voice from a remote corner of the house singing these words: “Da weode on a but go wowned an wowned, wowned and wowned, wowned and wowned.” Then imagine Paul and I, two grown adults, (past their prime) joining in singing “all around the town!” If you guessed “The Wheels on the Bus, you win! Life is just more fun with little people around. Paul stayed home today to help around the house and watched the girls (Annelise and Qavah) while I took Katy to the doctor.
Our night was interupted by another adrenal crash along with Katy developing a very sore throat. The endocrinologist we saw today told us not to try to taper her prednisone anymore until her GI problems are better controlled. This is so difficult for Katy to hear because she is already taking Remicade and Imuran; if there are more options out there, we pray her medical team will find them. Her throat was cultured for strep and we’ll know the results in twenty-four hours.
While I took Katy to her PCP’s office and endocrinologist I phoned home three times to check on things. Paul was having a good time but the work he had planned to do from home never did get finished today. I appreciated his sense of humor when he described trying to feed Annelise while her attention was on Qavah dancing around the kitchen. That is a good way to get a spoonful of baby food right in the ol’ ear. It happens. We are so thankful for the happy moments and the fact that somewhere along the way, God has developed in us patience and a sense of humor.Comments: