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Yesterday was a long hard day.  No hour long walk yesterday morning.  Beansprout had nightmares and Chickadee had a party afterward.  So it was a long difficult night Sunday night too.

I went, did the test and talked the test over with the specialists.  It's time for Hubbend and I to get on the same page and make some decisions.  It's stressful, it's a lot of pressure, but at least it's not wringing hands anymore.  I like it when there is something to be done much better than when there are a lot of vague possibilities that all look bad.  So, there are a lot of phone calls in my immediate future as I research, make appointments and find out how much good I can do out of one difficult choice.

miss THANG and Beansprout seem like angels in retrospect but drove me to distraction in the moments that I was trying to talk to technicians, nurses, and specialists.  They earned their restaurant and lunch of choice, but just by the skin of their teeth.  Chickadee was worn to a frazzle, as was I.  I came home and I felt like this:




So we had cold cereal for dinner.

And we went out and rode bicycles in circles for an hour.  This is what I got.


*photo by TBSteve*
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  1. MizJuly 20, 2010 at 5:41 AM

    may today be a better day.

    xo xo

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  2. Yum YuckyJuly 20, 2010 at 9:50 AM

    I think it's working through those bad days that strengthens us the most. But I pray that you will be lifted up today and that your burdens be light. xoxo

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  3. Kim of Mo BettaJuly 20, 2010 at 9:58 AM

    You got through it! And today will be better...hopefully. (I'm not the most optimistic person) Making hard decisions when it comes to our children is mega stressful. I can't relate to exactly what you are dealing with, but my daughter had years of physical/occupational therapy and had surgery when she was 4 (and the decision was primarily mine to make) and it was so stressful! And there are still issues today that we deal with (she's 9). I realize your situation is different, but you seem to have a lot of support....hang in there! As for yesterday, your kids will probably remember most that they got to ride bikes with mommy for an hour and how fun that was over everything else. And we totally love cereal for dinner. *hugs*

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  4. A SISTER IN CHRISTJuly 20, 2010 at 2:30 PM

    Prayers for you...and plenty of (((hugs)))

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  5. Leanne @ Deep Fried FruitJuly 20, 2010 at 5:23 PM

    Hugs from O/S

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  6. TamiJuly 20, 2010 at 11:12 PM

    Hope all turns out well for your family. I think of you often and pray for you daily.

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