Baby has a new bed. This one should help her maintain a more consistent temperature and also muffle annoying ICU noises.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
There was a lot of good news this week, but unfortunately we've also received some not so good news. The results of Camilla's head ultrasound came back, and it appears that she had a grade-3 intraventricular hemorrhage. This is not as bad as a grade-4 IVH (which is really bad), but it is frequently associated with a variety of developmental problems. Apparently it is a "mild" grade-3 though, so hopefully things will still work out ok (and in many cases they do), but it will be years before we really know. I hope to learn more in the next few days.
By the way, I'd like to thank everyone who has called and emailed, and also apologise for being so slow to respond. Dealing with all of this requires a surprising amount of time and energy.
By the way, I'd like to thank everyone who has called and emailed, and also apologise for being so slow to respond. Dealing with all of this requires a surprising amount of time and energy.
Friday, April 29, 2005
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
For our trip, April brought a children's book on cd titled "In the Year of the Boar and Jackie Robinson", which we listened to while driving to Nevada. In the story, the main character recounts a story from her grandfather:
Once upon a time an old man in China had one horse and one son. One day the horse strayed and got lost. When the old man's neighbors heard this, they went to tell the old man they were sorry about his bad luck. "How do you know it is bad luck?" he asked.
Soon thereafter the horse returned, and he brought back with him many wild horses. Now the neighbors came to congratulate the man on his good luck. "How do you know it is good luck?" he asked.
With so many horses, the son took up riding. One day, he was thrown and broke his leg. Once more, the neighbors came to the old man. Once more, they expressed sorrow at his bad luck. Once more, he asked, "How do you know it is bad luck?"
Very soon thereafter a war broke out and the military came to the old man's village to draft all the young men into the army to fight. Because of his broken leg, the old man's son did not have to go to war.
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