It has been so great having family in town this week. Owen prefers the girls to hang out all day and play with him. It gives me some respite from the hospital and I get to take an afternoon nap with Logi at the RMH... which is pure bliss. The girls have been playing board games and watching really weird YouTube videos with Owen.
Logi likes to wake up super early so Larissa brought him by yesterday to have breakfast with mama and let the big girls sleep in. The boys love eachother but Logi drives Owen crazy at the same time. After about 100 times of Owen telling him not to touch the IV pole, Logi thinks it's funny to run over to it and put his hand up and yell "no". These photos make my heart seriously happy!The girls came to play and I left with Logi for a bit. We snuggled, he slept and I just soaked it all in.
The girls and I went to the mall to walk around and the weather was so nice! We had dinner at the RMH and I gave Logi a bath. Another one of those little daily "chores" that I didn't realize I was missing out on. It's so nice to get away from the hospital but my heart is torn each time I walk out the door knowing that Owen is here and can't leave.
Owen and I had another decent night sleep on 3 West. We did our long morning routine of bathtime, weight (up to 23.5kilos or 51.8lbs), new linens and I scrub down his room with the hospital wipes. You know you've been in the hospital too long when you get excited for new leads and pulse ox probe every morning. :) It's the little things.
The kids came in this morning with breakfast. The girls and Larissa headed to Nordstroms to pick out school shoes (it's that time again) and the boys hung out with me. Logi participated in rounds for the second day in a row. He folds his little arms and stands in rounds while listening to everything they say. A future doc perhaps?! We watched his Sesame Street YouTube videos and played with the Jenga blocks. He is the sweetest little boy!
We met the girls at the RMH for lunch and they walked back to the hospital. While Logi helped me with laundry and napped.. Owen didn't make it to the bathroom in time with his IV pole. So the girls got to do changing duty...and this is why Kam wants to be a doctor and not a nurse. Notice Owen's mischevious smile..
Oh these days are full of joy and I am so happy. Tomorrow morning we will pick up Daddy at the airport and then our family will be together for the first time in five weeks! Owen continues to do great. I'm certain he is a little fluid positive or I suppose that could be real weight gain. He is getting a pretty good dose of TPN/Lipids and Gtube feeds. Keeping our spirits up and hanging in there.
Grandma's funeral is tomorrow and we will be there on Facetime. There was no way to leave Owen even for a day to get down there since I do all his care. Here is her obituary for family and friends that know Betty Lou. I already miss her like crazy but know we will see her again.
Betty Lou Wescott (née Smith) passed peacefully to the other side of the veil on July 5th, 2016 in Mesa, Arizona at the age of 88.
Betty was born on November 1st, 1927 in Tiffin, Ohio to Albert and Ellen Smith. Betty is survived by her daughter, Vicki (Greg) Boulden; sister, Arlene Krause; granddaughters, Kelli (Chris) Burson, and Andrea (Carson) Simmons; grandsons, Michael Messerli, and Daniel Messerli; and great-grandchildren, Kamryn, Giselle, Lucas, Lucy, Owen, Olivia, Bridgit, and Logan. She is preceded in death by her husband Eldred Ray “Chuck” Wescott.
Betty was an example of determination, and enjoyed overseeing her businesses. She was a witty individual who always brought a smile to the face of any who crossed her path. She sincerely loved her family, and she showed that love generously.
A visitation is scheduled for Saturday, July 9th, 2016 at 10:30am at Meldrum Mortuary in Mesa, Arizona. Interment to follow at Green Acres Cemetery in Scottsdale, Arizona. All are welcome to attend and celebrate Betty’s life. The family would like to thank caregivers at Arbor Rose Day Club and Memory Care for their efforts and love shown to Betty in her last years.