The Puddles

Ben is working on a little lunch. Chicken nuggets and mac&cheese. So far so good.  He hasn’t thrown anything up yet.  Sparky and all of the blankets have arrived to the room via grandma’s laundry service.  We had a little episode where his blood pressure dropped from 120s/50s (don’t ask for specific numbers)  to 60/30. Not good. But of course, Shannon (our nurse) was right on it and handled it smoothly.  The blood pressure medicine that they gave him to lower his blood pressure worked a little too well.

We read two chapters of Hank the Cowdog.  We love that book series.  It is by far one of our favorites.  We read about Hank saving the ranch from giant silver monster bird (aka an airplane) and how Hank doesn’t understand why they think he smells because he takes a daily bath in the septic tank.  Hilarious!

The Ronald McDonald House served Thanksgiving Dinner today.  I had turned down several offers of dinner being delivered to me today.  I thought that it would just be easier to grab something at the cafeteria and dart back upstairs to Ben’s room.  Well . . . the cafeteria is closed today.  Thank you Ronald McDonald House.  The food was homemade and tasty.  Not as tasty as my neighbor’s dirty rice that she offered to bring.  But still tasty.

I truly believe in the power of prayer. Thank you for all of your prayers.  They were with the surgeon yesterday and with the nursing staff today.  Thank you.