Liebster!

First, I would like to thank Jane Thrive  who nominated me for the sweet Liebster Award.  The award is for the smaller blogs. Sometimes a niche is just what you need to feel like you're in the right place.
The Liebster Award is given to bloggers with less than 200 followers. The goal is to help people find these blogs that are worthy of a bigger following. In German “Liebster” means kindest, beloved, valued, and welcome.

The current rules for accepting this award are:

1.    List 11 random facts about myself.

2.    Answer 11 questions from the blogger who nominated me.

3.    Nominate 11 more blogs who have less than 200 followers and let them know they’ve been nominated.

4.    Post 11 new questions for those bloggers to answer (if they wish to accept the award—it’s completely optional).

Random Facts About Me 
1. I enjoy and excel in the humanities, which is why I majored in Biochemistry and got my MS in Microbiology
2. Endless summer (Florida, Hawaii, etc.) just seems like forced cheerfulness to me
3. I went to some very fancy schools, but the most famous person I know was a kid from public school
4. Because my parents seriously raised us 3 girls as their sons, I have never questioned my rights or abilities
5. My grandmother had an arranged marriage and bound-feet; she and my grandfather loved each other, madly
6. I minored in dance
7. There wasn't much religion growing up; I became Catholic after Bo was born
8. I didn't groom my brows until my wedding day, and only then because a friend insisted and did it for me
9. I gave myself such a severe cavity that 2 baby teeth fell out and one super-tooth grew back (aka janus tooth)
10. I wanted my father's approval, so claimed his favorite color as mine; I still don't know what my favorite is
11. I'm obsessed with real estate the way some guys are obsessed with sports

My answers  to  Jane's questions…

1.  Who is your favorite character in a book or a movie?

Wittman Ah Sing from Maxine Hong Kingston's Tripmaster Monkey because both the male energy and magical nature of a Chinese-American bicultural protagonist and his thoughtfulness resonate with my own sense of self

2.  Why did you launch your blog? 

I wanted to provide updates about Bo for our given and chosen families, and as a resource for other families, or friends supporting families of children with the same rare congenital disorder as my son, or whose children require the same therapies and interventions

3.  If you could wave a magic wand and change something about your life, what would it be?

I would cure my son's disease

4.  If you could change one decision in the past, what would it be and why? 

I would have let my son keep his pacifier as long as he wanted. Since he doesn't eat for nutrition, he has developed an oral aversion, and that in turn has led his parotids backing up with saliva. If he was still chomping on his paci, his salivary glands would be stimulated enough to produce the appropriate volume of fluid, instead of requiring more OT

5.  Who do you admire and respect the most in the world?

my spouse for patience and kindness surpassing my greatest expectations, and my parents whose loyalty and admiration for each other for nearly 50 years is truly a monument to behold, and President Bill Clinton (it would take too long to explain; maybe in a subsequent blog post)

6.  What is your biggest dream?

That a cure for my son's disease is available in my lifetime

7.  If you were stuck on an island and could only bring three things with you--what would they be?

A solar-powered desalination device, one of those never-ending graphite pen things, and swiss army knife

8.  What is your ideal vacation? 

A vacation rental by the ocean with lots of friends nearby for daily cook-outs

9.  What do you want to be when you "grow up"?

Able to fully live in my present and fully communicate my love and appreciation to each and every soul whom I have the privilege to encounter.

10.  What advice would you give your teenage self?

Take advantage of anything that provides an opportunity for new experiences, except for meanness. Being mean's only result is regret.

11.  You've just been arrested for protesting, what was it for?

Trying to access medicine, medical care, or getting in a health care professional's face for subpar care

My Nominees for the Liebster Award (although apologies if you have more than 200 followers, I can't tell!)

http://beatrixnz.tumblr.com/ because even though we weren't best friends when we had the chance to be, she always had an uncannily mature stick-to-it-ness that appealed to me, even in middle school, and the most magical honey-streaked blonde hair as a perfect counterpoint to an incredible intelligence. Those lucky Kiwis.

http://under-the-sun-365.tumblr.com/ she actually was my best friend (almost 40 years ago, seriously. shut-up)

http://mimismartypants.com/ because she is hilarious and I want to be her best friend

http://caringbridgeclassic.org/pa/malisa/ because of the honesty, heroism and heartbreak of parenting and chronic illness

http://www.anurbanstory.com/ because he is so funny, I actually cry

http://caleighscorner.com/ Caleigh is about the same age as Bo, and like him, is both medically complicated and super smart; her mom's pretty cool, too (I <3 designers="" font="">

http://curbcutsandcocktails.blogspot.com/ meeting Mallory's parents saved both my life, my marriage and Bo; she is kicking a$$, and happens to be the oldest living person with the same condition as Bo

I can't go to eleven. Sorry Liebs.

My 11 Questions for the Nominees

1.  Do you identify with the fish or the school of fish, and why?
2.  Why did you launch your blog? 
3.  If you could wave a magic wand and change something about your life, what would it be?
4. Where are the Snowdens of yesteryear, and what is the best Snowden joke you've seen/heard? 
5.  Do you have to be good to do good (ie does Miles Davis' art become invalid because he was misogynistic and violent)?
6.  What do you think about the Meritocracy?
7.  If you were stuck on an island and could only bring three books--what would they be?
8.  What do you think about books on "tape"? 
9.  What kind of extrovert wants alone time, and do they really need it?
10.  What advice would you give your teenage self?
11.  You've just been arrested for protesting, what was it for?

7 years ago today, I was mad, because I was supposed to have 2 weeks of prenatal maternity leave

Exactly 7 years ago today, I was in sluggish labor. I was supposed to be pregnant for another month, and have at least 2 weeks of maternity leave that did NOT include a newborn. Instead of having a Leo, I ended up with a Gemini. Because I've spent a lifetime avoiding crushed expectations, I decided not to dream about this baby, but just meet it (we didn't know the gender ahead of time) head on.

This person came into the world, surprising me, and everyone he meets. He is as much an enigma in person as he is in medicine. Sometime in this life we will know how his genetic defect came to be, but I am certain that there will never be a way to quantify or trace how this human has changed the world, least of all, mine.

While Bo and his sister are peacefully sleeping in their room, we're planning their joint birthday party at the Y.

15 minutes and 3 seconds to spare

I was at work yesterday from 7AM-12:20AM. So, yeah. I pulled a 17 hour day. The irony was, I wasn't any more tired than I am on a normal day. Our children are 3 and 6; and really high maintenance. So my long day, on the heels of a family-filled long weekend was only a source of torment to the littles, for whom re-entry into normalcy strikes like terrible jetlag. There is a lot of weeping to account for.

And the most complicated and valuable ANDA my Sr. Director has seen in her 17 years with the company was filed yesterday night, with 15 minutes and 3 seconds to spare. Within 20 hours, we were able to procure samples, turn testing and data around with quality checking and management approval, and drop data into my 4000 pages + ANDA. The submissions manager hit send at 10PM. The submissions gateway validated the document at 11:15PM and we received receipt of submission at 11:44:57PM.

I took a meeting on my cellphone from home, took Bo to school, went into the office for a short day, came back early to get the car (because the brakes stopped working at 7:01AM, yesterday, as I was rolling into a day I _knew_ would not end before midnight), gave the 2 sweaty kids baths and put everyone to bed ON TIME.

Bo got a sponge bath whilst still running TPN, a dressing change and stories. Ahnnie got degreased and three bedtime stories. Everyone was ready for bed, at bedtime.

Tomorrow, I will attempt to make a dent in the summer program registrations and plan a short vacation to the beach by my grandmother in-law's house.

The Unreality

Spoiler: Everyone is OK!

I've been getting run down, so was in bed immediately after putting the kids down. Roughly 8pm. I went to bed that early the day before, too. Felt yucky.

Suddenly this loud whooping seal-like barking erupts in the middle of the night. It is not coming from me. Is it a seal? It is not? Is it Jose? It is not? What is it? Who is it?

Bo: Be quiet!!!!!
seal-barking! and loud crying
Bo: Be quiet!!!!

Oh. My. God.
It's Ahn.

She is crying.
She cannot breathe.

All the lights, I run her into the bathroom. Maybe she is choking? I sweep her mouth, but only retrieve saliva. And loud sobbing wracked with the seal-barking. It will be faster if I drive than if I have to wait for 911; we are literally half a mile from the fire station.

I run out to the car. With Ahn in my arms. Jose throws her shoes and coat at me. I am wondering how I am going to make it to the ER in the dark rain, middle of the night panic. Oh please. Don't let her stop breathing. What do people do who live far from the hospital? There is not a single spot to park. The whooping and barking have stopped. I keep looking in the rear-view mirror and calling her name to make sure she is still there.

We run into the ER. I can barely sign my name. I am trying not to cry. I don't want to put her down on the scale, but they need her vitals.

Nurse: It's croup. It just sounds scary.
Me: uh-huh (thinking: that's a _thing_? it's like saying someone has consumption. that's still a thing???)

15 minutes later...
ER doc: It's croup. Two of my five kids had it. Some cold air is all she needs. Just have her breathe in the air of your freezer if it happens again. The steroids should do the trick, though.
me: ok (thinking: when the hell did you have time to have 5 kids whilst in medical school and residency?? You have a haircut and look actually tidy, how is that possible???)

15 minutes later...

Jose: you forgot your phone, and your coat (hands me both)
Me: you forgot our other kid
Jose: Paul's at the house

15 minutes later...
We drive home. Ahn sleeps with her feet on my neck, all night.

This morning...
I arose early, cheerful, delighted. So relieved and happy that we were all in our beds in our home. So blessed we all arose, happy in our home, together.

GOT IT!

Yessssss!

Got a text that Bo's regular shipment will have his Omegaven, as well! Expecting delivery tomorrow morning. Whew!!!!

Easter Miracle

He [Omegaven] is not here. He [It] is  Risen [in transit].

After Critical Care was unceremoniously dismantled by Walgreens, Bo's medical supplies started getting substituted with cheaper versions and their pharmacy seemed unsure of some really basic concepts around TPN. So we decided to switch to an infusion company that many of our TPN friends use.

It is a company we have been in touch with for years, and one whose customers have been a reliable resource for me and my many questions. We spent the better part of 6 weeks working on our supply list and ironing out details to ensure a seamless transition. When the time came to switch, it turned out that the best laid plans were not sufficient to ensure Bo's Omegaven supply.

Holy Thursday was Bo's appointment at DMC (it went well). But we were also told that his Omegaven, while clearing customs, had not yet received FDA approval to leave the port authority. Many phone calls, emails and texts later, it was determined that the FDA manager had not yet assigned an agent to our case. Over the Easter weekend, we were getting hourly updates regarding his shipment, possible work-arounds, and building contingency plans. Today we got word that his shipment was approved and on its way to the home care company.

Once the chain of custody is with the infusion company, I can relax, knowing it will be here within a day.