One Spring Day

My kids were horrified by my last post, so I thought I'd find something less embarrassing to write about today!

Sometimes it takes years for our prayers to be answered. Many years ago, a wise leader told me that she prayed daily for her children to be worthy to enter the temple and serve missions at the appropriate time. At the time, I only had one little toddler, but I decided to follow my friend's example. Over the years, I have wondered if my children may have grown weary of my repeated prayers pleading for their worthiness and preparation. Yesterday, part of that prayer was answered.

We were able to take Ryan to the temple for the first time.

We received some tender mercies from the Lord:

The sister that helped us check in was a returned missionary from the Arkansas Little Rock Mission where Ryan will be serving. She was so excited to talk to us and tell us all about the mission. She told Ryan that he will be very well fed--especially with fried foods and pie! She said that in some areas, the members fed them breakfast, lunch and dinner! She also said that this was the first time in the temple she'd ever met anyone who had served (or would be serving) in her mission.

We were also thrilled to find that the temple session we attended was conducted by friends from our stake. I know many people who work at the temple, but in 22 years, I have never known both of the ordinance workers leading the session.

It was a wonderful spring day to be in the temple with so many members of my family.

In the coming years, I hope to spend many more days in the temple with my family.

Until then, I'll just have to keep praying . . . and trying not to have too much fun embarrassing my children.

Full Disclosure

I worked really hard on my bedroom this weekend. I organized both of my bookshelves and even recycled a few books HERE. I cleaned off my dresser and got rid of all the single, broken and tarnished earrings.

Evan was a huge help! He cleaned my sink and my mirror and was my gopher. When I wondered aloud what to do with my necklaces, he came back with a wooden mug holder he made in Cub Scouts last year. We've never used it to hold any mugs, but it is the perfect size to hang up my necklaces and bracelets.

John even cleaned out underneath our bed. I was so pleased with all our hard work!

Then something happened this morning. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry, so I decided to take a picture.

Marianne noticed this teeny-tiny little plant growing in the track of my shower door. Yes, that means there is enough gunk down there to sustain life. Yes, I should probably be too embarrassed to post this picture. But I actually find it kind of amazing. A dear friend of mine told me that I should consider it a symbol of the growth taking place all around me.

So I've learned an important lesson: Growth sometimes comes from the worst circumstances. And, oh yeah, I really need to work on my bathroom this week!

Gratitude

"Behold, thou art [Melanie], and I have spoken unto thee because of thy desires; therefore treasure up these words in thy heart. Be faithful and diligent in keeping the commandments of God, and I will encircle thee in the arms of my love."
D & C 6:20

This became one of my favorite verses nearly 14 years ago when I suffered a miscarriage.

Earlier this month, this scripture was again a source of comfort.
I spent 6 days in the hospital with Evan.
You might imagine that I felt scared, worried or stressed.
But surprisingly, I felt overwhelming peace
During the entire experience, I felt encircled in the arms of His love.

I am filled with gratitude for:

The hours of time I had with my son, to focus on him and give him my undivided attention.
This is a rare blessing in a busy family!
Our friends and family who took care of needs at home.
The many nurses and doctors who cared for Evan as a person, not just a patient.
Priesthood blessings and prayer.

I believe that Evan was also encircled in the arms of His love.
He changed during his hospital stay.
He was filled with tenderness, love and concern for others.

On one of our last days in the hospital he asked me,
"Did you eat yet Mom? I never see you eat."
Later he woke up from a nap and said,
"You know what? This place would be just awful without a Mom."

When we came home, Evan was much softer and gentler with everyone. He was blessed with a sweetness and a purity that lingered for many days. I am grateful that Evan has been healed and is well on the road to recovery. But I am equally grateful to my Heavenly Father for the gift of this illness. It has truly been a blessing in my life.

Jump For Joy!

Today is Aaron's 17th birthday. He has brought great joy into our family!

Aaron's birth was an amazing experience. It was a slow and gradual labor culminating in a very gentle birth. It was an easy thing to bring him into this world and that's the way he lives his whole life. My life is richer and more peaceful because of Aaron.

Here is what I wrote for Aaron's seminary teacher to share with his class this morning:

We love Aaron! He is:

• a peacemaker
• always willing to help
• very thoughtful
• fun to play with (His little 5 yo cousin Cammi sometimes calls to ask if Aaron can come and play. He is good at giving the little ones rides on his back and making them laugh.)

Some of his gifts:

He is an amazing photographer
He is extremely patient and is a good teacher
He loves and understands nature
He is a fantastic writer
He is unfailingly honest
He loves the scriptures

Stories about Aaron:

You've heard of the Cookie Monster? Well, when Aaron was little, he was the candy monster. He LOVED candy and he seemed to be able to smell it from the other end of the house. He could always find any candy that was hidden in the cupboard or the closet. He could even smell it on your breath. If anyone in the family had eaten any candy, Aaron knew about it and demanded some. He must have gotten his need for candy out of his system because now Aaron is a very healthy eater!

Aaron has always had a great sense of humor. When he was in first grade his teacher told us that Aaron was the only one in the class who would get her jokes or understand when was she was kidding or being sarcastic.

Aaron has always been good at collecting things. Even now he has an interesting collection of things like a rattlesnake rattle and a coyote pelt. When he was little he would collect things and stuff them down one pant leg. This made him look like one leg was twice as fat as the other. It was really funny! Thankfully he outgrew this!

Aaron was a very active little kid, almost hyper. I thought he would never sit through Sacrament meeting. When he was about 5 I was trying to keep him quiet while we watched General Conference in the Stake Center. I gave him a piece of paper and asked him to draw a picture of the story the speaker was telling. He squirmed and wiggled around the whole time and didn't seem to be listening at all. Then he gave me his paper and it was just a bunch of scribbles. I was upset and asked him what the talk was about. He proceeded to repeat the story almost word for word. I was absolutely amazed! And the scribbles? Well the story was about a blind person and Aaron had drawn it with his eyes closed and said it was the path the person had taken around the house.

Aaron has always been good with words. When he was very little, he made up words and somehow the rest of the family started using them. He would say "bunken" which meant "to open" and we all said it for a year or two. Now Aaron is a big help when we are reading something and aren't sure of the meaning of a word, Aaron can usually help us out. He often knows the Latin root and tells us what it means.

Aaron is a peacemaker now, but he wasn't always. One day I was trimming Aaron's fingernails. Ryan laughed and said, "Now you don't have any weapons!" Aaron replied, "Yes, I do. I can make you bleed with my teeth."

Happy Birthday Aaron!!

Gory Details

Okay, they're not really that gory, but for those who are interested, here you go . . .

The cause of Evan's illness was a tiny little bacteria called mycoplasma. It is so small that doctors and scientist used to think it was a virus. Unlike other bacteria, mycoplasma doesn't have a cell wall.
So these little buggers caused the pneumonia that got him down. That's nothing unusual. Mycoplasma pneumoniae is fairly common in causing walking pneumonia.

Evan was diagnosed with pneumonia, given IV antibiotics and a follow up course of oral antibiotics. Normally this would take care of things. That's where things went wrong. For some reason--maybe it was the bacteria, or maybe it was his body's reaction to the bacteria--he developed meningitis.

Meningitis is the swelling of the lining of the brain and spinal cord. Even though a bacteria was at the root of the meningitis, Evan did not have what is typically known as "bacterial meningitis." The meningitis was not contagious, although mycoplasma is. Usually it doesn't cause pneumonia, just a cough, ear infection or headache. In fact, many healthy people have mycoplasma in their system.

So Evan had mycoplasma pneumonia, that somehow led to meningitis. Some of the doctors who examined Evan actually seemed excited about this diagnosis. It was unusual enough to be really interesting to them. It was a little scary to see the spark in their eyes, and I wanted to say, "Hold on! I know this is fascinating to you, but don't forget this is my boy, not just a medical case." Fortunately, most of the doctors really cared about Evan the patient, not just his unusual case.

Today we followed up with a visit to the pediatrician. Evan's weight is down between 5 and 8 pounds, but otherwise he's doing well. His double vision is gone and he's slowly regaining his health. His doctor suggested he might want to find something less dramatic to do next time he wants to stir things up, even though they have really cute nurses at the hospital. He wasn't kidding about the nurses, just ask Ryan!

Blessed is My Mother

"And blessed is my mother,
For she is a mother in Israel
And shall be a partaker with my father
In all his patriarchal blessings.
Blessed is my mother,
For her soul is ever filled with benevolence.
She shall yet be comforted in the midst of her house;
She shall have eternal life."

The prophet Joseph Smith wrote this in his journal,
but I wish I'd written it
for it is surely true
of my own
beautiful, loving,
blessed

mother.

Happy Mother's Day!

I Finally Have a REALLY Good Excuse for Not Blogging!

We've had quite a week!

FRIDAY

Evan wasn't feeling well, but nothing serious--just a cough and a fever. Then just after office hours, he began complaining of back and neck pain and difficulty breathing. We decided to take him to urgent care using the tag-team-swine-flu-avoidance method. (It works this way: Dad heads to urgent care at our local hospital and fills out paperwork. He tells the nurse, "My wife will bring my son up once an exam room is ready." Meanwhile Evan and Mom are safely at home avoiding all germs and a two hour wait! When it is finally Evan's turn, we jump in the car with Ryan-possibly the world's fastest driver-who delivered us in under 5 minutes.)

Evan was diagnosed with an ear infection and pneumonia. He was given IV antibiotics and sent home with a prescription for a few more days.

SATURDAY
John was up most of the night up with Evan and it was my turn to take over. While John was sleeping, I attempted to get Evan to eat some breakfast. Then the fun began. He started telling me about the game they played at seminary that morning. What?! A few minutes later he asked me "What does "hootenalia" mean? You know, yesterday I hoottenailiaed?" Huh? Now he was conjugating nonsense words!?

After the third incident I finally realized that Evan was delirious. He also told me that he could see two of me! More delirium or double vision? Either way this was not a good sign. After consulting with our good friend who is a doctor, we decided to take Evan to the emergency room at Children's Hospital. John had to carry him piggyback into the waiting room where we joined the hordes of people with masks on their faces.

After the long wait, Evan was in for:

• x-rays
• blood tests
• urine samples
• vision tests
  
• flu tests (very nasty--they scrape the farthest recesses of the nasal passage with a wooden stick! And of course he didn't have any type of flu at all.)
• CAT scan
• hours of monitoring his vital signs
• and finally (drumroll please) a spinal tap!!

He was finally diagnosed with meningitis in addition to the pneumonia and was admitted to the hospital. I got comfy in the handy "armchair sleeper" and we were set for the night.

Here's the view from my "bed"

SUNDAY
Evan was really out of it and was very uncomfortable with the IV. It was a very long night because he usually sleeps with his arms bent, and that kept blocking the IV tubing. At one point the nurse and I were both standing over his bed trying to comfort him. He got very wide-eyed and looked back and forth and both of us. The nurse asked, "What's wrong honey? What can we do for you?" Evan got a little feisty and hollered, "You two can stop staring at me!" I was just happy to see him come to life a bit!


MONDAY
Visits from more doctors:

• residents
• attending physician
• neurology team
• infectious disease team

That night he also got an MRI which meant a wheelchair ride in the tunnels to the hospital next door. The loud noise of the MRI was incredible!

Fortunately, Evan's still has his sense of humor.
He looked at the monitor attached to his finger and said, "Hey, I'm ET!"

TUESDAY
Evan's spinal fluid is sent out for multiple tests, some as far away as the MAYO clinic in Minnesota. While he sleeps, I get visits from hospital volunteers, the hospital teacher and the chaplain.

Because of the swine-flu outbreak, no visitors (except parents) were allowed in the hospital. However, we got special permission for Ryan to come give Evan a priesthood blessing (along with John of course).

The volunteers gave Evan a teddy bear on the first day and he was very attached to it. He finally decides to give his bear a name. He chooses "Randy" as a variation on the name of the hospital--the Rady Children's Hospital.

WEDNESDAY
Evan is feeling a bit better. He spends a few minutes in the courtyard just outside his room. He enjoys watching the construction on the new hospital building. He also watches a few minutes of TV despite his double vision, but isn't up to doing the mazes and worksheets the teacher brought to him.

The neurologist has recommended an eye patch to help his vision, but they don't seem to have any in the hospital. The doctor suggests we pick up a pirate patch at a costume store. Aunt Jenny has a better idea. She and Evan's sewing teacher team up to make some custom eye patches.

Here is the pathetic make-shift eye patch the nurse made.
Now Evan looks like a trauma patient!

Ah! Much better!
Evan's eyepatch is made of cool planet fabric.
Randy's patch has a dinosaur.

THURSDAY
Evan spends more time out in the courtyard. He definitely has his appetite back and enjoys his meals. The hospital actually has room service! He gets to choose from a great menu and I can call in his order whenever he gets hungry.

We are anxious to go home, but have to wait for ALL of the many doctors to give their okay. In the afternoon the attending physician finally says we can leave!

Here's Evan enjoying his last meal before heading home.
The blue gatorade was a favorite that he ordered frequently!

At home, Evan was greeted by these signs from his cousins.

Marianne and his friend Matthew put more signs on the front door.
And his bed was covered in balloons.

Even Roxy was excited to have Evan home and I couldn't get her to hold still for a picture.

FRIDAY
Evan slept for 12 hours straight last night. He woke up very happy! He keeps saying, "It's so good to be home!" His double vision is improving and he is slowly regaining his strength. Best of all, he got to take a long shower. He is enjoying the great food our fridge from our good friends in the ward. Life is good and we are so grateful for all of our blessings.

It will take Evan a week or more to recover fully so we would appreciate your continued prayers!