I come to you today with great sadness in the news that Peggy lost her battle on Saturday afternoon. In the end, the complications from the virus were just too much for her immune system to handle. She slipped away peacefully and was not in pain. Her husband and three children were all at the hospital with her when she passed. We are comforted by the knowledge that she had a few wonderful, active months after her transplant.
THANK YOU ALL, SO MUCH for your ongoing thoughts, prayers, care and concern. We have all appreciated knowing that Peggy was in the thoughts and prayers of friends and strangers across the country and around the world.
I feel the need to be quiet this week, so I think I"ll only post pictures.
Hug your families a little tighter this week. I know I will.
Aidin's favorite jeans, which were hand-me-downs to start with, were in BAD shape. I had patched the hole by the upper pocket over a year ago. Then the left knee last winter. Now the other knee had not one, but two holes. And they were beginning to look a little more like capris than jeans.
So voila. Skirt from jeans.
Thanks for the inspiration, Estea! And I think she gave me the fabric that I used for the inset as well. Now, where is a pair of jeans that I can cut up for myself?
And in the ultimate recycling - Peggy and her double lung transplant. My sister-in-law arrived back in Minnesota last night. Peggy had a collapsed lung in the morning, but by evening it was re-inflated. The doctors did not see this as a major set-back. I'm praying that she will turn a corner toward recovery very soon.
Last night was "Meet the Teacher" night at Aidin's school. I had a lot of questions. Most of them were answered.
Both of the first grade teachers seem very nice. Aidin already loves school and loves her teachers. I was so relieved to know that they work with each child individually and as the child understands a concept they move them up to the next level without waiting for the herd. They'll start reading groups next week. I am interested to know where Aidin will fall in the groups. They gave us a list of sight words and I'm pretty sure Aidin knows them all. We'll go over them tonight and see.
They also spend much of the day moving around to different stations, not just sitting at their desks, so that is reassuring as well.
There is one other kid from Aidin's old school in her new class. His birthday is days apart from Aidin's, his parents were in a prenatal class with us and his mom and I had the same family practice doctor for pre-natal care and spent many an afternoon sitting in the waiting room together. After the kids were born, we'd see these people out - at Farmer's Market, at out to eat, at our old school, etc. and I always say, "Hey!" in my friendliest voice. To which we either get a.) puzzled "who the hell are you" look and non-committal "hey" back or 2.) they look right past us like we're not even there.
I realized this kid was in Aidin's class on Friday morning when we dropped Aidin off. Friday afternoon his mom was there and I did my usual, friendly-voiced "hey!", which she started to ignore and walk right by, but then she turned and said, "Hi. Did you go to X former school?" "Yes, yes we did." And then I explained all the other connections and she said, "Huh, well I'm Y and this is my kid, Z. Nice to meet you." Last night she chatted up my husband like she'd dated him in college. Okey-dokey then.
And I realize there has not been much of the boy-child in these here ramblings of late, so behold Eliot, who needs to meet the barber.
Tomorrow there might be crafting. Then again, there might not. Last night's late night crafting (working on Ren Fest costumes) involved getting wool fuzz in my eye and today I'm wearing glasses and no make-up. And you will recall my heavy reliance on black eyeliner. Not pretty, people. Not pretty.
And Peggy is about the same. Mary came home for a few days for Caroline's birthday but went back today. I may know more tomorrow.
Happy Birthday to my sweet niece, Caroline. When my sister-in-law, Mary, found out she was pregnant with their third, she was scared to tell me. She was afraid I would be upset that she was somehow stealing my thunder.
On the contrary. I was so excited to think that our daughter would have a cousin the same age. And when we found out we were both expecting girls, my excitement doubled.
And now, six years later, Aidin and Caroline are the best of buddies. And that makes us all so happy.
Happy Birthday, sweet girl! We love you!
This last photo was taken a few weeks ago by my dad, on vacation with Aidin and Caroline.
As for Peggy, her CO2 level began to climb yesterday which meant she wasn't blowing the carbon dioxide off from her body. They switched her to an oscillating ventilator which seems to have helped the problem. Mary said the team of doctors is wonderful - taking blood gasses every 45 minutes, constantly evaluating her situation. The anesthesiologist practically lived in her room yesterday, tweaking things, making sure Peggy was comfortable. Thanks for your continued prayers.
Our favorite Jayhawk, leftover from the Jayhawks on Parade in 2003, was stolen over the weekend. We drive by it every day and say "Hi, Jayhawk! Bye Jayhawk!" I guess we won't be saying that anymore. And I guess I won't get a chance to retake these photos anytime soon.
Yes, the students are back in this college town. Darn it.
Last I heard Peggy was about the same. They may try to decrease her level of sedation tomorrow and see how her oxygen levels do. She just needs plenty of rest to heal her lungs. Mary felt a bit reassured after talking to the infectious disease doctor yesterday about the CMV. Thanks for your continued prayers and good wishes.