Tuesday, August 24, 2010

"It was the best of times

It was the worst of times;
it ws the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity; it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair; we had everything before us, we had nothing before us; we were all going directly to Heaven, we were all going the other way."

Charles Dickens


Looking through this Blog, it's hard for one not conclude that ours is a family for whom only sunshine falls. That each week brings new awards, days on a beach, and the joy of time spent with family and friends. And truth be told, we do have at-least our share of Happy Moments, but as there is light, there is also darkness.



Last week, after some simple blood work looking to see if he still had a skin infection, the doctor sent us off to Children's hospital to find the source of the problem.
The test showed he was loosing protein in his urine and that is the result of some kidney problem.
His kidneys are functioning fine except that one problem.

He spent three days in the hospital, he got to come home Saturday and Sunday, but had to return at 1:00 on Monday.
There are a number of possible causes. They range from something "Serious" to something as serious as getting the flu.
It seems as if the "Bad" possibilities are exotic and not likely the cause.

The doctors seem to be talking about a 90% chance that it is one of two things, either of which would require he take some pills for a few weeks. The next couple of possible causes would add a week to the meds (Slightly different meds) and a bit more observation to make sure he does not get this again.

Forgive me but I'm not going to address the idea of the more serious, far less likely causes.We will find out what this is all about when we get the results back from the biopsy he took today (08/24)



On the positive side; Lane did make it to Orientation today. He was 20 minutes late, as he came right from spending the night at the hospital. But HE MADE IT.

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Ilene's Mom is not doing well at all. She is fighting valiantly, has has been to Hell and back. There is nothing that she ever did in her life to warrant such pain and suffering.
Ed and Steven have been great, and have worked diligently to be there for her, and to keep her spirits up- clearly it is a challenging task.

Ilene has been performing the most difficult of balancing acts. Taking care of Lane, and myself, starting up a business with a close friend, while bouncing back and forth between Chicago, and Detroit. by comparison, Juggling chainsaws while standing one foot on a tennis ball, is child's play.  
Every moment she spends here she feels guilty she is not "There;" yet when "There" she feels bad she is not "Here". It is a non-stop ride of questioning. of placing needs over wants. and second-guessing each decision.

Today we find out Ed crashed his car, flipping over ending upside-down in the car.
Luck was shinning; since he escaped with a few scratches.

So there is a lot of "waiting with fingers crossed" here in our home.
Question- does it make any sense for Jews to "CROSS" fingers?
Maybe I'll file that under, "I guess it can't hurt"








Friday, August 13, 2010

OK, So I'm 14 months late



I'm not making this up.  Google won a court case concerning copyright law.
Prior to that, You Tube would not let me "Up-Load this because it used music that was copy written.

Anyway, Better Late than never.

Beach Day


I must admit, I do not have a degree in Climatology, but it sure seems like a
HOT Summer.  In previous years, I would have been a bit happier about the number of hot sunny days, and would have had quite a tan to show for it- this year my heart really wasn't into, nor did I have the time to spend at East Bank.

We did make several trips to Oak Street Beach.
I'm always a bit envious of those that arrive at the beach so well prepared. They have the Coolers, the chairs, umbrellas, and a better spread of food than I have in my home.
Then I see them "Packing-up" and lugging all this stuff a mile to the beach- and my envy vanishes.
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