Most of our beach memories are on video. For the past two weeks I have been trying, to no avail, to somehow get the videos on the blog. Finally, last night I did manage to get Ivey sleeping on the sidebar. Maybe I'll get it up in a few days so you can see our sweet girl in action. Computers are not my friend. So, here are a few snapshots. In one photo Ivey did have on her sunhat which did match her swimsuit, but definately did not match her coverup. Still, she is adorable. gwen
A simple sentence. No one said it to me in the beginning, but boy did that tube cause a lot of chaos. The NG tube graduated to the G-tube which morphed to a GJ- tube…. A brief history of Ivey's feeding tubes: *The NG tube was in place the first time I ever saw my daughter in the NICU. My only memory of her without a feeding tube is them placing her in my arms immediately following her birth. *The G-tube, well, that is a story within itself. That decision did not come lightly. Another hole in her. Another decision on our plate, but not really on our plate, it was apparent it was a medical necessity for her survival. Literally to give her a chance to live. A permanent decision. A 5am panic attack in the Scottish Rite elevator that happened to coincide with Dr. Meyers arriving at the hospital at the same time as me.... Our intersection in the elevator set the stage for the years to follow. From that point on, he knew I was a little nuts and a lot...



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and the song just brought me to tears....
Hope Ivey's kidney troubles are getting better. She is in my prayers.
God Bless....Melissa