The 80's Are Back

Mesh asymmetrical vest, no pants.

DeVos Children's Hospital from early September. Seems like a million years ago. We hope to keep it that way.

Cheeks v Nose Recount!

In a race too close to call, we resubmit the data and ask for a recount.

Too Many Teeth!

Yes We Can, and Yes We Did!

Happy Birthday, America! What a gift.

This is what it feels like when all your molars are trying to come in at the same time. Ouch.

Chan Weekend Upcoming!

From my mom's (PoPo's) last visit here. Bo can't wait to see PoPo and GungGung.

His molars are trying to come out, but he's not chewing on hard enough toys. I guess the finger doesn't count.

His IEP is next week. His weight dropped slightly to 50% for age, his height increased slightly to 5% for age and his head, you ask? 85% for age. That's my kid. Big head. Big brains.

Aunt Andy

Andrea Rosenberger, beloved Aunt Andy to Bo, chosen sister, artist, potter, designer, daughter and all around nutter. Strong, professional, driven and responsible. Riotous, literate, inquisitive. We shared a worldview. We are devastated.

We found out that she died from a massive aneurysm this passed weekend. She was the youngest of 3. Her brother passed away several years ago and I think of her heartbroken parents.

The heart is a funny thing. It just keeps breaking.

Glasses!

Bo did great at Feldenkrais lessons today! He is so smart and such a fast learner. I love this guy.

From our August Stay at Bronson

It always takes me a while to recover emotionally from Bo's hospital stays. I always try to keep the blog updated, especially when he is in-patient, and especially about the critical information regarding his health. But I get the classic "hospital hangover." It's this crushing depression that sets in. It's not even like I'm thinking so much about the whatifs, but more the physiological aspect of the sustained surge of adrenaline wearing off, and leaving me exhausted and seratonin-deprived.

But here is Bo, skeptical of being back in the hospital, and me, making a go of it.

Happy Weekend,
Kinn