Early morning cuddles with this fuzzy baby are a very sweet way to start off the morning!
Every three months or so Nora undergoes a routine renal ultrasound which is a scan of her liver, kidneys and gallbladder. It is my understanding that children with chromosomal abnormalities are at a predisposition for developing Wilms’ tumors, which are very treatable if caught early. We had an early morning appointment today.
We’ve never been given too much cause for alarm at these appointments and I was able to breathe easy on the way there. I lost count of all of the instances of 3 birds. One trio in particular had me laughing at the undeniable evidence of God. How could I possibly miss a big male turkey strutting after 2 hens with his tail feathers all fluffed out!! I can’t say I’ve ever seen THAT before! I was too taken off guard to even think to get a picture of those three!
There were some calcifications that showed up in Nora’s gallbladder in a previous scan. They weren’t any cause for alarm, but something they wanted to keep an eye on. During this morning’s scan the tech explained that there was no longer any evidence of the calcifications. She seemed a little confused as to why there was NOTHING there anymore. God has His hands on her. That’s why!
Shortly after that Greta arrived back home with Nana. It was so good to get my sweet big girl back!! Greta is all better and back to her sweet self!
The rest of the day was uneventful. I went down to the sign company for a little while to help with some filing. On my way back home I encountered two young men building a snowman. It had been a half an hour since the bus dropped them off in that very spot. They must have instantly been mesmerized by a little pile of snow that remained and built a little tiny snowman!
The sun was out nice and bright this morning! So bright, in fact, that Nora could barely keep her eyes opened!! She’s used to all these dreary winter days and then suddenly this crazy bright orb shows up in the sky making her eyes water!
This evening we met up with Nana and Papa at the Hirsch-Gulasch Essen (venison and goulash dinner). Good company and good German food is hard to pass up! My Dad made SURE I didn’t leave without a generous helping of bienenstich. That’s how I know he loves me! 😉
So now after a fun, action-packed, exciting weekend we settle back in to our cozy nest only to have Gavin start complaining about a headache. And now all of the sudden, just like that, he has a fever. Can. We. Get. A. Break??!!??!!
For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have?