Saturday, April 28, 2007

Growing Hope

A friend of mine, L, is in the tenuous first trimester of her first pregnancy. Recently, she talked about the doctor's visits, which are of course every four weeks.

"At first," she said, "right after a good visit, you're elated to know that everything is ok. And you've got that high for a couple of weeks.

"But then right at the two week mark, you think about the next one coming, and start to think of all the things that could go wrong. You dread it until you get another all clear, and then the cycle starts all over again."

That is exactly how the MRI cycle works. We are very, very much enjoying these busy, bright days. But we're more than eager to get the next MRI (in the next couple of weeks) over with.

In other news, Scott is going to have another surgery, this time on the other wrist for his carpal tunnel problems.* Despite having a very wise doctor (see below), trying to get that taken care of has been the ultimate hassle.

Interestingly, it would be a lot easier if I was the parent who needed medical help, and if that medical help were obstetric in nature.

I'm trying to work up a post about the vagaries of insurance policies and state aid that isn't a total rant, but it's not coming together. I'll get back to you.

Anyway, to make Scott feel better about being just in pain and not pregnant, we got him a puppy.** Three months old, Shnauzer-Cocker Spaniel (I'm trying to popularize the "Schnocker" breed name), Maggie Mae Dog Bickle.

It helps my nerves, putting the pieces back together like this. Last spring, we gave our two sweet little dogs away because we were living in the hospital. And I didn't plant my garden. I even quit watering most of my inside plants out of protest - why should they survive?

The inside plants lived, down to a one. The church group who cleaned our lawn this winter composted and mulched my raised garden bed, and the two little tomato plants I set out are sporting itty bitty tomatitos. And the donated pansies who are stubbornly sticking around despite the warm weather are being slowly trampled by a little boy's first steps.


*Scott asked why he couldn't do both at the same time. The doc told him of a man who insisted on it, but who then couldn't find a volunteer to assist him in his, uh, post-toilet-use routine.

** Technically, it's for Thomas, but Scott was only slightly more excited than Thomas


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3 Comments:

At 1:15 AM, Blogger Ctelblog said...

I wonder who's going to be more trouble, Thomas, Maggie Mae or Scott?

 
At 7:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

aunt rhonda says

maggie and thomas are probably the cutest pair I have ever ever seen. I cant wait to see maggie and phoebe together, it's going to be a wonderful summer... i know it

 
At 11:22 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

GET OUT!
You know that is Maggie's full name...AND that's totally how we spell it?!

Mel

 

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