The Puddles

The morning started early with Chrisand Ben heading off to TCH for a follow-up visit to his cardiologist. Since last weeks visit to the cardiologist was spent talking about rashes,this visit was to talk about his heart.
   
According to the cardiologist everything looks good. The leaking in his mitral and aortic valve is still the same as the last echo. There is a leak in his coronary that has been there since the surgery. She doesn’t seem concerned about it and thinks it will resolve on its own. But she would still like to see him in a month to check on it. He took additional labs as well and we will find out those results on Wednesday. Dad says he was a stud when it came to the blood draw. He walked in. Sat down. Told the tech to count to three. And then BAM he got it done on the first try. He was a rock star. 

Meanwhile back at the ranch . . . Papa and grandma Grace came to Conroe to take me for testing at the hospital this morning. This not being able to drive sucks! And Chris has absolutely no sympathy for me. I think that he is giving me payback for how hard I was on him when he broke his arm.😉 he must be loving this.  

Of course my mom and I make a sorry lot. Mom just had surgery on her foot so she’s here at the house helping us out this morning with a bummed foot and a walker. It seems wrong for me to sit in a chair with my arm raised while my mom hobbles around in a walker loading my dishwasher. But I wasn’t about to argue with my mother when she tells me to sit down. Instead I grabbed the 13-year-old and a 10-year-old and sent them to help grandma so that she could sit down too. 

I do have a buddy who’s been sitting with me keeping my feet warm. I think she’s trying to make up for the cat toy I tripped on. 

 The day ended with a lovely dinner provided by the Finkes. It was Ben’s favorite. Meatloaf. 

  
Thank you for the wonderful dinner. Madie has started to organize the house. She started doing laundry. Laundry has been so low on the to do list that everyone was desperate. She put together a grocery list. Went online to try to find some meals that she thought that she could cook. She is a very impressive 13-year-old. I don’t know where she gets this Type A Personality!