Greetings! Special thanks to everyone who voiced concern over my mom's hasty dip in the Mississippi. As it turns out, my mom did take a bus trip with her fellow teacher friends, and there was shopping and eating involved. However, she refutes the allegations that she joined the Polar Bear Club; contrary to prior claims issued by Aunt Leanne.
Come on Mama Hop - live a little!
On to the Josie update: Miss Thang is doing better day by day. Her oxygen has been weaned down to 1/32 L, which is a negligible whiff. She is in excellent spirits and is happily modeling her Halloween attire...
...while cuddling her get-well-aphant from Aunt Leanne.
Mama Hop, this one's for you:
As the dietitian observed, "She's used to drowning in a sea of pink. These Halloween colors are really throwing her off."
What the heck is going on with my feet?! Someone get a doctor!
Right now we're working with pulmonology, cardiology, and gastroenterology to try and figure out the source of her repeated respiratory distress episodes. It's far too complicated to get into, but if anyone has any experience with Atelectasis, please email me. Let me take this opportunity to voice my sincere appreciation for the encouragement, insight, and prayers.
Josie is getting stronger by the day. She is so full of life and promise.
The general consensus is that we just have to make it through this winter and then we can exhale. We've made the decision to quarantine her until Spring with immediate family being her only visitors. While it may seem like an extreme reaction, desperate times call for desperate measures and 3 hospitalizations in 3 months epitomizes desperate times.
No worries - Travis has assembled an arsenal of supplies for our self-imposed isolation:
...and that's just my share. It should get me through next week.
Just in case you haven't had your daily dose of cuteness, check it out: