Oct 17th
I find myself writing this as I sit in the hospital as I frequently do when I get bored and Conner goes to bed. Conner was admitted on the 10th and has remained since on antibiotics and antifungals. Nothing ever grew on any cultures to my knowledge, but they will keep him in until his counts come back up. Hopefully this will be happening soon. I had to go to PA on the 11th for work which has made the last week even more of a pain on mom and Karrie than normal, but with some extra help it has worked. I drove home last night, went to the fair today with Taylor and Karrie, then straight to the hospital to spend the rest of the afternoon and night with Conner, and tomorrow will be heading back to Pennsylvania. Hopefully we can get the jobs under control and I will be back home in a couple days to help out again. The only real news as far as Conner, is that he jerked his line and broke it again. They luckily were able to repair this one instead of pulling and having to surgically place another. I think Conner is going for the record of the most broviac placements. The other bad news is the spots on the lungs are not really going away which sometimes they don’t. This means to my understanding they will be surgically removing the section of his lung that has the big spot. Of course its right in the middle rather than a corner or edge. Now I haven’t spoke to any Dr.s about this surgery, but one would think if you cut a chunck out of a lung it wouldn’t hold air anymore. At least that was always the result with any balloon, bag, tire etc. that I seen get a hole in it. So the only guess I have is that the lung is a certain thickness and they scrape so much off. Or they cut a chunck out and lap the other edges together and sew shut somehow in turn making the lung smaller I guess. Either way it has to be risky business, once again. This surgery will depend on the bone marrow results that will be upcoming after count recovery. Good results= surgery on the lung and off to transplant as soon as can be arranged.
As I was looking out the 5th floor hospital window earlier today I saw a little white feather floating straight out about 10 ft. It was very slowly floating by from right to left at about 50-60 ft and not falling. So as I was thinking this was weird I couldn’t help myself but to expect a white splat to hit our window. It never did and this is basically a really bored person rambling cause I can’t sleep. But I know there had to be a bird above us, probably the roof which is the 7th floor. Meaning the feather had to drop about 20 ft to make it to our windows view, and when I saw it, it was going straight across with no loss of altitude. I guess there is slight uplift outside 5 Childrens today. I’m sure all who have read this last paragraph are now dumber than they were approx. 1 minute ago.
Life works in mysterious ways and so much is taken for granted. I have been to alot of county fairs, state fairs, and city fairs in my lifetime. Today at the NC state fair I realized there are alot of kids that either don’t get to go or can’t go. For the last 29 yrs that never crossed my mind. I was fortunate enough to have parents that could/would take me and Karrie and I always have taken our 2. But today it was just Karrie, Taylor, and I. Grown men aren’t supposed to cry, and holding that back isn’t always easy, but I did so Taylor could enjoy herself. To make it worse she asked me right away when we got there “Where’s Conner” She didn’t forget, I think its just one of those things where she knows he was supposed to be there. Watching everyone enjoy themselves really eats at you when you have a kid in the hospital that can’t be enjoying themself. That answers today’s taken for granted lesson and as far as the mysterious part. Well ever since one of the guys who works for me had a 19 yr old daughter with throat cancer. I remember him saying that he was supposed to be the one to get cancer. He does all the wrong things begging for it for 30 yrs and she does nothing and gets it. Boy did that one ring a bell. I think in life the majority of us have done or do numerous things that are bad for us/cause cancer. So why do the innocent kids pay for it. Ok enough I’m going to try to sleep.
Daddy
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Aaron, I know God has Angels looking out for you, and maybe it was a feather off of one of their wings to let you know they were there.
Aaron,
I appreciate life even more after I read your postings. I wish I could change all of this and you guys could get back to life as you knew it, only with a new appreciation. You are a wonderful dad. I know it’s easy for me to say, but just try to hang in there. There’s not a day that goes by that you are not on our minds and in our prayers.
We love you guys,
The Summers