Sarah: Cackie’s eyes are open.
Me: Yay Catherine! Let’s give her claps.
Sarah: It doesn’t work.
Me: What doesn’t work?
Sarah: Her eyes.
Me: That’s right. Her eyes are broken.
Sarah: Yeah… She can’t see me.
And now I know what it’ll be like when I realize Sarah knows Catherine is blind.
We passed three weeks post-op on Wednesday, and on Monday, we go see the surgeon to see how Catherine is doing. She’s doing so well on the outside, it makes me wonder if the proverbial ‘other shoe’ is about to…
Am I “The Observer?” Catherine has what’s known as “stridor.” Basically, it’s a sound that comes from inflammation in her throat obstructing her airway just enough to produce a sound when she breathes. Sort of like an old man on…
We’re entering another phase where instead of being a mom, I become a scientist. Instead of snuggling and hugging and cheering, we will observe and track and analyze. I don’t especially like these phases, but long ago I learned that…
My mom sent me an article about a girl in Charlotte who has a rare implication from jaundice. She was getting ready to have a surgery that would create deep brain stimulation to hopefully help control her chaotic movements and…
This morning I found myself thinking about one of our dogs, Sydney. She’s a Border Collie who lives with her brother on a farm in SC where she has loads of room to run and play. Ever since she was…
Catherine got to surf! Yep. I haven’t even ever tried surfing. I wimped out in Tamarindo, Costa Rica for some stupid reason, but my five-and-a-half year old (cuz that’s how she’d say it) got to surf when we were on…
