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The broken curse

The curse is broken.

Each October since 2006 the Sirmans' house has been under a fog of non-fun Halloween events resulting in Ivey at Scottish Rite or in full seizure --- But the house has finally slammed down on the wicked witch and severed her legs...and the curse is broken here on the other side of the rainbow.

Finally. Exhale.

It only took 4 ½ years……….

The first year she was many miles away in Atlanta with a new tube in her throat – boys here.

The second year she pulled out her mic-key button- again landing us many miles away in Atlanta-boys here.

The third year she was home with seizures – boys trick or treating with Ava.

The fourth year she was the cutest kitty cat in the neighborhood (along with Ava)  with a guardian ninja and football player to protect her and a bunch of friends surrounding her – with a bag full of candy that won’t quite fit in that tube of hers…..lucky she has brothers….or is it the boys that are lucky? Either way we have a boat load of candy…that mommy has to taste first to make sure it’s not poisonous.

So tomorrow we begin the first leg of her next journey. We will venture to a pulmonology appointment for a clearance letter then jet on over to Pre-op. Gearing for next week officially begins. Next Tuesday Ivey will go in for a little cranial expansion. But thank your lucky stars, her brain has grown. A miracle.













 there's something about Daddies with pumpkins with pink bows and fairy wands....









Now if I can find the courage to be that superhero of my own childhood, revel the same strength and conquer the world. 

Comments

Sheila and Grace said…
Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch! Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead. :o)

Glad to hear you finally had a Halloween that was Over the Rainbow!

Will be thinking of you all in the week to come.
Heather said…
You are a super hero.You are my super hero Gwen.Really and truly you are.

Love and prayers to the cutest kitty and her amazing family as they embark on the next leg.

Much,much love from California.
Jessica Chamness said…
We will be praying for Ivey, you and your entire family over the next few weeks! Praying that everything goes smoothly and that Ivey gets the relief she needs and you have the strength and peace you need, too. Ivey was a beautiful kitty! Thanks for sharing her happy day with us! You are a strong woman and a wonderful mom!

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