Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Trail of Tears Triathlon

Last Saturday Ryan, Jason, Alex, and John competed in the Trail of Tears Triathlon.  It started at 9, so I grabbed Brynn out of bed, got her loaded in the car, and gave her a bag of cut-up waffles to eat on the drive out there (it's about 25 minutes from our house).  We got there in time to see the start of the race, and had so much fun being outside and watching all the people compete.  It was such a fall-feeling day...it was a lot cooler than it has been, and the weather just made the day so much fun...that, and watching Ryan compete!

Watching all the people down by the lake...wondering if we would see Daddy before the race started.

YAY!  We got to see him on his way down to the water!

Some of the people getting ready to start...

Here is Uncle Jason coming out of the swim portion...he is such a fast swimmer!

Watching them come out of the swim part is so funny...they are all tired from swimming but trying to run,
while also taking off their wet-suits at the same time...HA!
 Then we watched the boys head off on the biking portion, and knew we had between 45 minutes and an hour to just kill some time while we waited for them to switch from the bike to the run.  Luckily there was a little playground nearby, so we played and enjoyed the fall weather!


One of her favorite words right now is "poop."  There was bird poop in the other swing, so I told her we
couldn't swing in that one.  So the whole time she was swinging she kept pointing to that swing and
saying "poop, poop."






Then it was time to head back over to the transition area and watch the boys come in off the bikes.  She LOVED watching the bikes.  She kept saying "more, more!"

Didn't get a picture of Jason coming in on his bike, but did snap one on his way to starting the run.  

Let me tell ya...I know you guys are all jealous of this hunk in this super-hot biking outfit...I mean,
that helmet...wow, what can I say?  HA!  NOT!  Most of you know that I DO NOT find this gear
very attractive...sorry Ryan!


Then since the finish line was in a different area of the park, we had to take a shuttle ride to the end.  We saw Ryan run across the line but I didn't get a good picture of it.  Way to go Ryan!  We are proud of you...even if you didn't beat your brother!  HA!  (Oh those boys are so competitive...actually Ryan has been a pretty good sport about it, which makes me even more proud of him.  If my sister kept beating me I don't know if I would still like her...JUST KIDDING!)

GOOD JOB RYAN!

When Charli showed up, Brynn was enamored of course!



Checking out the race results with Daddy and all the boys.



The finish area also had a park, so we had lots of fun watching people finish the race and playing!
We even had lunch at the park...yummy!

Watching Ryan get his medal.  Woohoo...can't wait for him to want to put this somewhere in the house!
I have to hide this stuff because he seriously wants to keep it out, and plastic trophies and medals
just do not go with our decor theme!  HA!
We really had such a good time watching the race!  Sarah and I give Ryan and Jason a lot of grief (all in good fun...most of the time) about how they work out too much and too early in the morning, but hanging out  and seeing Brynn enjoy watching the race made it a little bit okay that his alarm clock goes off at 5 am! HA!

Monday, September 17, 2012

Dad is HOME!!!

On Saturday evening my dad was FINALLY discharged from the hospital!  PRAISE THE LORD!  There were a couple of times we really didn't know if this moment was going to happen.  We are SO THANKFUL to the Lord that my dad is healing and getting stronger everyday.

I went up to the hospital with my mom to go over his instructions, medications, etc.  I was shocked at how much stuff they have to go over with you, and I think my mom was overwhelmed with all his appointments, medicines, etc.  But...we were THRILLED that he was finally getting to GO HOME!  He was so excited...little things like wearing a t-shirt, seeing outside, and riding in a car....he hadn't done those things in 18 days!  These pictures are just from my iPhone so they aren't great (especially the first one...my mom clearly cannot operate the camera on my phone...ha!) but I wanted to record this momentous day!

Most of you know that I HATE needles and most medical stuff.
The nurse had to show my mom and I how to clean out the pick-line tubes...
using a syringe and shooting stuff in an IV just about sent me over the edge...
but I would DO ANYTHING to help Dad!
First t-shirt he had worn in 18 days!
You can't really see it in this picture but he had on these long  "tight thingies" to help
with circulation.  He only had these shorts at the hospital so going home he had to wear these shorts
 over the tights, and then these brown booties on his feet.
I kept telling him he looked like Peter Pan!  

One of his AWESOME nurses...she knew I didn't like medical stuff , and she said
she was so proud of me for cleaning out his IV!  HA!
Then she gave me her stethoscope to wear in the picture!

Obviously Dad has a long and slow road ahead to full recovery...he gets tired really easily, has to go get infusions everyday at the hospital, etc.  BUT...he is in good spirits and is looking forward to feeling back to himself soon.  The example he has shown all of us through this entire ordeal has been extraordinary.  As we've had some very scary moments not knowing what the future would hold, my mind would always go to all the life lessons he has taught me and so many of the special memories we share.  (One of my favorite memories is that growing up he always took me to school and we always listened to this college football fight song tape.  On the Saturday after his surgery he was still on the vent and couldn't really communicate, but we were sitting with him and I played him the Michigan fight song from my phone.  With his eyes still closed, he raised his hand in the air to the music...it just reminded me that he was still there, still aware of what was going on, etc.  That was a neat moment I will always remember).  I always knew I had an incredible dad, but going through this has just confirmed time and time again just how special he is...not just to me and my sister and my mom, but to everyone he knows.  Dad - we love you so very much and are so proud of how hard you are fighting to get better!  YOU ARE OUR HERO!

Saturday, September 15, 2012

SEMO Fair - Night 2

Thursday night we decided to head back to the fair just for a little bit because we hadn't gotten to take Brynn to see the animals yet (and maybe because I hadn't gotten a funnel cake yet!)  I really think she LOVED seeing all the animals...and she even got to take a pony ride!  SO FUN!

Had to get my funnel cake!  Brynn ate a few bites...


She LOVES the cows at Chick-Fil-A and is always saying "moo" so we thought we'd let her
see the real thing!  HA!




She would pull pieces of grass and try to give them to the goats!












We didn't know how she would do, but she did great...and I'm sure it helped that her daddy
got to walk right next to her. 




She was patting the horse...so cute!
I just thought it was adorable!!


Oh SEMO fair...you are just so much fun!

Friday, September 14, 2012

SEMO Fair - Night 1

 Tuesday night we decided to head to the fair with some friends.  I had been SO looking forward to the fair!  (Which is funny because every time I go I see so many crazy weird people and think to myself "is this what I have been looking forward to all year?"  HA!  But the answer is yes...there is just something about seeing the tractors, the food, the hand-shaking monkeys, the animals, and of course the carnies...)  Anyway - it was just so nice to get out and enjoy the good old SEMO District Fair!

Ansley, Marlee, Brynn, and Eva

We decided to take Brynn on the merry-go-round.  I didn't really know how she would do...

Totally out of order...

I don't think she is smiling in ONE of these pictures, but she LOVED it.
When we got off she kept saying "more, more??"
Sorry Brynn...that one-minute ride cost $4!
We literally had 85 pictures of this exact pose because every time we came around and saw
Ryan again he would snap a picture...and she never waved once!

Ansley went with us and she LOVED it too!
But that's not surprising...that child rode the roller coasters!  HA!

PLEASE wave at Daddy...he's only taken 100 pictures of you!

Oh my...at first I thought she was waving, but I think that's just my hand!


I'm not even kidding, I probably enjoyed it more than her.  Watching her go up and down on that horse and smile
(yes, she actually did smile during the ride) was just priceless!  



It was such a fun night!  By the time we all got there and ate and visited and rode a couple rides it was time for Brynn to get home.  We attempted to get her in bed at a decent time since I was subbing the next day and we had to wake her up EARLY...but that didn't happen.  Oh well...I did get a text from Nonna the next day telling me that somebody was being grumpy and taking toys from other kids!  HA!

Monday, September 10, 2012

Dad Makes Some Improvement!!!


Again, just want to say thank you to everyone for the prayers and continued prayers we know you are sending up.  We can definitely feel them, and despite the roller coaster I feel like we've been on, we really have felt God's peace through all of this.

Today was a vast improvement for my dad!!  This morning they took him off the ventilator!  PRAISE THE LORD!  He can finally talk to us and communicate...which is just a huge blessing.  He said he was so glad to get that out.  They weren't going to take him off the vent until his kidney numbers looked better, but evidently his dialysis machine kept messing up last night, and his doctor said his numbers looked a bit better so they decided to go ahead and do it.  They may still do some temporary dialysis.

He walked a bit yesterday, and today he walked the entire hallway.  It was such an exciting moment, but also almost heart-breaking to watch because here is this guy who, just weeks ago, was running up and down the street, and yesterday took two nurses, a respiratory therapist, and a PT to help him walk.  Today he used a walker and did much better.  It is amazing the improvement in just one day!

He was allowed to eat solid food today, and told me his iced tea tasted so good.  I just can't stop saying how amazing that is...yesterday he was on a vent and getting food through a feeding tube...tonight he ate a couple bites of roast beef and mashed potatoes!  GOD IS GOOD!

Please please continue to pray.  I know he still has a long road to go (kidney issues, fluid around the heart, etc.) but hopefully these are things that will clear up in time.  We have trusted the Lord through this entire ordeal and will continue to trust Him for the future.  We cannot thank everyone enough for the prayers and love that has been shown to our extended family through this time.

GO DAD!!!  WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU!

Friday, September 7, 2012

The Dad Roller-Coaster...

I wanted to give everyone Dad's latest update.  Yesterday Dad had his open-heart surgery.  We got to his room around 5:30 and were able to spend about 30 minutes with him before they started doping him up on anesthesia.  They took him back and started his surgery around 9 am.  They were really good about calling us about every hour and updating us.  The updates sounded good.  The original plan was to take out Dad's aortic valve and replace it, and to do one bypass.  They did tell us pretty early on that Dr. Ogle had decided not to do the bypass, but we didn't know why.  We had lots of family and friends visit during the surgery and that helped to pass the time.  Mom, Lindsey, and I all felt very at peace all day.

FINALLY, around 5:30 they called us back into the conference room.  Dad was out of surgery and being taken back to the Cardio-Thorasic Unit.  Dr. Ogle came in and started telling us about the surgery.  We were so excited that he was in recovery, and that's when he dropped the first bomb.  He basically said that Dad was fortunate to make it out of the OR.  He said there was so much dead tissue and infection around his heart.  He said the infection was much worse than he had originally thought and that he had to remove soo much heart tissue and graft new tissue over it.  He said the reason he couldn't perform the bypass was because there was another absess (infected pus pocket) around some artery and it would have been too risky.  He told us lots of things about the surgery that just made me think "just don't even tell me...I don't even want to hear it."  He painted a very grim picture and said recovery will be very dicey.  He said there are several problems that could come up, mostly because of the severe infection on dad's heart (which we still don't have any idea why it was there in the first place).  Anyway - before the surgery I thought that as soon as he was in recovery I would feel a million times better...I didn't care how many tubes were coming out of him, but that if he was in recovery I would feel awesome.  After talking to the doctor, I didn't feel that way at all.  But obviously we want him to be honest with us.  He also said that because he had to take out so much dead tissue and graft so much new tissue that another issue will be whether or not the sutures hold during the swelling process.  He asked if we had any questions, and I couldn't think of anything to say, although I had a million thoughts running through my head.  I think I was just in shock of all that he said.  We did get to see Dad later, but he was still asleep from anesthesia.

Obviously we didn't sleep real well last night.  But they have a number we can call straight to the CTU and my mom called a couple of times, and then again at 6:30 this morning.  His nurse said that considering the severity of his surgery he was doing better than they expected.  We got to see him around 8:15, and he was awake. He was still on the ventilator, but was trying to communicate to us by making different motions, and even trying to draw letters in the air to spell things.  They had us leave around 8:45 this morning so they could try to wean him off the ventilator.  After a couple of hours, they decided his oxygen levels were still just a little too low, so they are going to try to take him off the vent tomorrow.  We got to go back in and see him.  His nurse let him have some paper and a pen and he was trying to write things.  He wrote "noon" and mom said "yes, it's about noon right now."  Then he wrote (and all in very unlegible handwriting) "operation done?"  Mom said "yes, you are all done, your surgery is over."  He gave a thumbs up sign.  They have been giving him some mild sedatives all day just because he's still on the vent and they just want him to get as much rest and sleep as he can.  When we went back at the 4:00 visiting hour, he got out his pen again and wrote to us "I never had surgery?"  We said, yes, Dad, your surgery is over!  You just rest and keep recovering.  We are so proud of you."  He again would give us thumbs up and asked for ice chips.  Lindsey (our nurse interpreter...she has to explain everything to us) looked at his levels and thought things looked pretty good.  He does have a fever, which is not the best.  Obviously, a fever is semi-normal at this stage of the game, but with him having a severe infection, we just want it to go away!  We got to see him again at the last little visiting hour and he seemed even more like himself (well, as much as he can when he pretty much can't move anything but his eyes and hands...but it still seemed good to us.)  By now, we are used to seeing him with tubes and medical stuff all over his body.

PLEASE PLEASE keep praying for the following things -
1 - That the infection would continue to LEAVE his body.  His surgeon thinks it is more viral than bacterial, which means anti-biotics won't treat his infection.  Pray that this won't cause any complications.
2 - That his sutures would hold while heart tissue is swelling.
3 - Complete healing and recovery.
4 - That he will be able to get off the ventilator soon.

We thank you from the bottom of our hearts for praying for Dad and for us.  We know our God is in control and that He is a mighty healer.  We are trusting Him in this difficult time and praying for dad to be healed in a mighty way.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Another Dad update...

First, I just want to say thank you to everyone for all the calls, texts, and PRAYERS!  My dad is hanging in there, even doing a little better, and I KNOW it is because of everyone praying for him!  Here is an update on what's been going on.

After my last blog posts things got worse.  Friday night we were able to visit Dad, but as I was getting ready to fall asleep later that night my phone rang.  My mom called and said the nurse had called her and said we needed to come up to the hospital because Dad was having a lot of trouble breathing.  We rushed up and walked into his room.  There were several nurses around him and they were giving him oxygen and trying to calm the breathing episode he was having.  I lost it...although I was trying so hard to be strong.  They were moving him into the Cardio-Thorasic Unit, and after they rushed out, the nurse was alone with mom and I.  We kept trying to ask questions, but all she would tell us was "we will just need to talk to the doctor."  They took mom and I into a conference room on his CTU floor and we waited for a doctor to tell us what was going on.  In the meantime, we called my sister, who was visiting Curt's family in Knoxville.   The doctor came in and basically said that his breathing trouble was related to his heart condition.  His aortic valve has been leaking for a long time, so long and so slowly that his body has just been absorbing the infection, but it is now really corroded and has to be replaced.  The doctor said that they want him to be on antibiotics for 3-4 more days before he has open heart surgery, because the more the infection can go down now, the better after the surgery.  He kept telling us how serious this was, and that we should probably have my sister come in from Knoxville.  We just sat there and said "how did this happen?  Two weeks ago he was fine."  It was a really terrible few minutes.  They let us go back and see Dad, who was on a bi-pap (this breathing thing).  We talked to him for a few minutes and said some encouraging words and then left so he could sleep (at this point it was around midnight).  They told us that we should go home to sleep since we only live about 5 minutes from the hospital, and that they would call us if we needed to come up.  At this point, Lindsey and Curt were driving through the night to get here, although they ended up stopping at their apartment in Nashville because they were both so tired.  I don't think any of us slept much at all that night; I was so afraid my phone was going to ring.  He did okay for the rest of the night, praise the Lord.  We both got up the next morning and sent out emails to our church family and friends and begged them to pray for specific things...that his body would respond to the antibiotic, that he would be able to breathe better on his own, that he could hold off a few days to gain strength before the surgery, etc.  MANY people began praying!  When we got to the hospital things were looking better.  He hadn't had any more fever and he was feeling better.  He was off the bi-pap and just using the oxygen things through his nose.  They said they felt like his body was responding to the antibiotic and doing better.  Thank you God!

Now today is Monday.  He has had a good weekend and the doctors are proud of his progress.  He is really tired, and we don't visit too long before he needs to rest.  But since he is feeling better (not much fever, etc.) he is starting to worry about the upcoming surgery.  The plan right now is to do an angiogram tomorrow, to see if any of his arteries are blocked.  If they are, they will have to do some bypass stuff during his open heart surgery, in addition to replacing his valve.  They are thinking they will do the surgery on Thursday.  Please please please continue to pray for him.  Right now please pray that he will not be anxious about the surgery, that the surgery will go smoothly, and that he will make a full recovery.   

We've been spending a LOT of time up at the hospital.  Only two or three of us can go in at a time, so the other ones just stay out and play with Brynn and hang out.  Brynn thinks she OWNS the place...she just runs  up and down all the hallways nearby and likes to "hide" and have us find her.  Here are a few pictures from yesterday...

She has been OBSESSED with riding the elevators.  She wants everyone to take her on it.  HA!

The CTU waiting area is really big, and there are some pretty empty hallways nearby...so...


they have become her new playground!





Obviously this has been a scary time, but also a time for us to come together as a family and rely on God.  We are trusting in His plan, and praying that He will continue to keep Dad safe.  Thank you for praying with us!!  I told Dad the other day "Dad, I'm writing about you on the blog.  Do you want to say anything?"  He said for me to tell everyone thank you so much for the prayers and please continue to pray!