Preemie no more

December 16, 2008Family, ThoughtsFamily, Thoughtswarren

Nine years ago today Isaac was born. It started as all babies do. I’ll spare the details, but we found that Isaac was to be born on February 14, 2000. Emily’s pregnancy progressed normally until the middle of December. Isaac had always been a bundle of energy, even in the womb. We called him popcorn before he was born since we didn’t find out his sex. Anyhow, a few days before he was born, Emily noticed that he had stopped moving. She waited a day and then another and still no movement. We were new parents and didn’t know any better. We decided we’d quell our new parent fears and she called the doctor who recommended that she go straight to the hospital. She headed to the hospital and 2 1/2 hours later, Isaac was born. He would not survive long enough to go through normal childbirth so they took him the hard way. He was suffering liver and kidney failure as well as congestive heart failure. We later found out that Emily had fifth disease, a common, typically childhood disease that is not terribly serious for kids, but very serious for unborn babies. So, Isaac contracted it in utero which caused his loss of movement as he was dying.

So, the doctors delivered him and rushed him to the NICU at Baptist Hospital in Nashville, TN. Baptist is a huge hospital in Nashville and is generally considered “the baby hospital”. They have a fantastic NICU and a great staff. Anyhow, since he was born 2 months early, and without advanced warning, he was not given steroids to prepare his lungs. A typical NICU ventilator would have killed him. Fortunately, he was put on a jet vent which puffs lots of little bursts of air into his lungs. They also filled his lungs with some sort of liquid to ease his transition to the ouside world.

Because of his liver failure, the medications he was given processed through his system slower than expected so he didn’t not proceed as expected. Initially, the doctors were not aware of this and suspected, instead, that he had suffered a brain hemmorage and was brain dead. We kept faith through it all but feared the worst.

I can’t really bear to relive all of the details, but slowly, Isaac started to wake up and to move. And slowly he was transitioned off of the jet vent and placed on a regular ventilator. Slowly, he was moved from a feeding tube to eating a few cc’s of milk at a time. He pooped 8 days in to this ordeal! It was only then that his body started to really heal.

We still weren’t out of the woods. Doctors recommended all sorts of treatments, one of which they warned us, would likely make him deaf. Due to all of his issues, they warned us that he would likely have some mental disabilities as well.

So, here we are 9 years later. From the boy we were told was brain dead, we have come so far. From the 3 1/2 pound baby to the 5 foot tall, 90 pound eating machine who wears a size 8.5 men’s shoe, he has exceeded everyone’s expectations. From the baby who would likely be mentally disabled, to the boy who has just started gifted classes, we remain astounded at how we have been blessed with and by this child! He suffers only one of the afflictions the doctors warned of. Isaac has moderate hearing loss for certain frequencies.

I love my little boy so much and he continues to delight me. I had no idea, 9 years ago, that I could possibly love that kid more…but I do.

Gingerbread house – 2D

December 15, 2008Family, FunFamily, Funwarren

I really like ginger stuff. My mom used to make gingerbread and lemon sauce (sounds iffy but it’s great!), I like gingersnaps more than just about any other cookie and I have explored medicinal uses for ginger brandy (uh…sure…medicinal uses).

When Mommaw and Granddad invited us over to make gingerbread houses, I was likely more excited than the kids. None of us has the patience to make a full-blown 3-D gingerbread house. Patience runs so thin amongst us, in fact, that Isaac didn’t even have the patience to ice his gingerbread house. He said he liked it as it was, though I think he really just hates crafty stuff that much. Anyhow, Mommaw found a simple recipe and a house cookie cutter so we were set to go.

You can see that the kids used the flour with gusto and had it all over. The very best part of this fun was that it was at Mommaw and Granddad’s house!

We iced most of the cookies a little but we really were excited to get to the eating. After only 24 hours, we have finished all of the cookies! Yes, hibernation weight is coming along nicely!

Stuff that doesn’t suck

December 13, 2008ThoughtsThoughtswarren

After yesterday’s post, I thought it would be nice to settle down and give a list of stuff that doesn’t suck:

1. We got a bunch of snow the last few days…well, not really a bunch, but more than usual and it looked pretty.

2. Said snow is now melting off my driveway so I don’t have to shovel!

3. Even though it is 35 deg F outside, my solar furnace is pulling 63 deg F air from my floor and returning 90-100 degree air!

4. My kids have been playing together all day…and actually apparently having fun!

5. Emily has wrapped a bunch more presents and our under-tree area is looking very nice!

6. We are making ginger bread people later today…one of my favorites!

7. This blog has been getting spammed like crazy lately. WordPress has some blacklist features that allow me to block keywords, etc. I also just changed my web server configuration to block the spammers by IP address and the spam has gone to zero! Wahoo web server blocks!

8. We got the soil test back from the WV Ag Extension office and we don’t need to amend the soil. We’ve started a list of seeds to order…garden time must be near!

9. My computer virus problems at work are cleared up and my demo will still be done on time…and I won’t have to work all weekend on it!

10. Everyone in our house is healthy…at the same time…and it’s winter!

Stuff that sucks

December 12, 2008House, Technology, ThoughtsHouse, Technology, Thoughtswarren

So yesterday really sucked. This post is a vent as much as anything else…so, mostly, you should probably ignore me…

I design and write computer software for a living. I am around computers all day. You’d think I would be somewhat immune from viruses as I mostly understand how they work and how one gets them. Still, somehow I got a really really nasty virus on my main development machine (i.e. my bread and butter) yesterday. I spent all day and half the night chasing down and fixing the mess that it made. Of course, I really need to be working on the demo of the new project on which I am working. It is due Monday. This is not the time to be jerking around with a virus. I don’t hate much, but I hate computer viruses and the people who create them.

I love sauerkraut. I had some last night for supper along with some Polish sausage. I am starting my training for the New Year’s day kraut feast. Anyhow, about 15 minutes after eating it last night, my throat started to swell and blister. I guess I had some sort of an allergic reaction to the kraut. I also drank a Mt Dew with supper but I doubt my reaction was to it. Mt Dew makes up 22% of my blood so I don’t think I suffered an autoimmune reaction. Anyhow, an hour or so later, my throat was fine. I still love kraut and I hate the thought of being allergic. I will certainly try it again and soon, but I will be cautious too! I can’t really figure it out, but I’d rather not get a trip in the ambulance over eating kraut. I read that the Dutch eat donuts for good luck on New Years’s day so I may have to call upon my Dutch ancestry (or make some up) and cash in my kraut for donuts. That’s a tradition I can get behind!

We also got word that our house is indeed racing down the hill to the river. A structural engineer recommended 6 helical piers be inserted under our house. It may take 3-4 more depending on what they find. “Gosh, that sounds expensive”, you might say. “You are correct!”

Snowflakes!

December 11, 2008Family, FunFamily, Funwarren

I have mentioned before that I love Instructables.com. I was browsing the other evening when I came across a post about cutting intricate paper snowflakes (holy moley, sorry for all the links!) I don’t think I was ever particularly good at cutting paper snowflakes but I thought I should pass along the frustration of cutting them to my kids. I had barely finished describing what we needed to do when Isaac declined any further involvement…so, that leaves Abigail to drive to madness!

Typically, when I cut snowflakes, I just started in on the paper in my best Edward Scissorhands imitation. Like most things, I had no plan or desired output. It never occurred to me to plan ahead but the instructable changed my mind. We decided to fold the paper as usual, but then draw a pattern ahead of time. It made me think about what I wanted the end result to be. Cool!

Abigail didn’t really get the excitement of “the edge”. It’s the “mother-edge” I told her, the edge from which all snowflake life flows. “Ok Dad, can I cut now?” Ah, sweet…she’s feeling snowflake frustration! Anyhow, she drew a number of shapes including some trapezoids and parallelograms to see what would happen. As she unfolded her first snowflake, she began to understand the “edge from which all blessings flow”.

We decided to hang our snowflakes on the front door, but Mohinder, our cat, didn’t like them there…blocked his view I guess. We had to raise them up so he couldn’t reach them.

Anyhow, we are pretty proud of our work. I expect that we’ll make one each night for awhile. She loves to do arts and crafts projects and this is right up her alley! I expect that it won’t be long until we learn to make paper-mache or 3-d origami-like ornaments or tissue paper ornaments, etc.

Abigail is also pretty generous and wants to make enough so that we can give them to people for Christmas…I like the way she thinks!

Cookie tin banjo

December 10, 2008Audio, TinkeringAudio, Tinkeringwarren

I was browsing through some old Firefox books a while back when I came across some folks talking about making banjos and dulcimers. In particular, one fella talked about making a cookie tin banjo. I had 4 cookie tins in my office that I saved after we emptied them last Christmas which seemed perfect for the job. So, since I had one insignificant piece of junk I needed, I felt compelled to find the rest and build a banjo!

For the neck of the banjo, I used an old piece of bamboo flooring which I glued to a pine 1×4. The floorboard by itself was not thick enough to provide support where it enters into the cookie tin. I am not exactly sure that it’s the right thickness now but it seems to fit in my hand ok. I left the bamboo top squared off but I rounded the back (the pine part) off smooth so I could hold it easily. Now, I know you are curious how I came up with the shape for the peg head…I traced two Mt Dew cans. This part is important…you have to use Mt Dew to get the thing just right.

The tail piece is a chunk of an extra slat from plantation blinds we installed last Summer. I think there must be a proper way to do this but it seems that the only measurements that really matter are the distance from the bridge to the nut (basically, from the wooden peg on the face of the banjo to the point where the neck joins the peg head.

My length is 25 inches though there is some flexibility in that size. The distance from the bridge to the 5th string which attaches to the side of the neck is 18 1/2 inches. Just about everything else negotiable as far as I can tell from reading in Firefox 3.

The hardest thing for me to do was carve the tuning pegs. I tried using steel thumsbcrew and eye bolts and regular screws but none of those things would hold the string tight enough to tune. That left me with carving wooden pegs which hold their position by friction.

I bought square 1/4 poplar dowel rods and cut off 2.5 inch sections to carve the pegs. I rounded the bottom 2/3 of the peg to fit in the hole. The top part I left square so I could get a better grip on it for tuning. It seems simple enough but it was a real drag to carve them round. My hands are killing me from messing with those tiny pegs. Anyhow, I drilled a small hole in each to catch the string and they seemed to tune and hold pretty well.

I have a chromatic tuner that I got to tune my violin. I messed around a bit to get the tuning right for the banjo. I think it is pretty close although the 4th string doesn’t sound right to me. We’ll see. It definitely has a banjo sound.

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So, the $6 Martin banjo strings are about the only money I have in this thing. Gosh, if only I had any idea how to play a banjo!

Cinnamon applesauce ornaments

December 9, 2008Family, FunFamily, Funwarren

This works…you’ll never believe it, but it works. We made cinnamon applesauce Christmas ornaments this weekend. These ornaments are cool and they smell awesome! We started with 1/2 cup of applesauce and added an equal amount of cinnamon. At first, it mixed up pretty well and seemed right (whatever that is!) but we quickly found we needed more cinnamon. We didn’t measure but I’d say we ended up with another 1/2 cup of cinnamon. Anyhow, mix the two ingredients until they form a fairly dry, thick, clay-like consistency. Roll them out between sheets of waxed paper until they are 1/4 inch

thick. Cut out shapes with cookie cutters and start them drying on a clean sheet of waxed paper. We poked holes in them to run a string through for proper hanging. Once they have dried about 24 hours, you can flip them and move them to a wire drying rack to finish. I think ours will be dry tonight (48 hours). Let me tell you, they smell awesome!

When I walk in the door at night, the cinnamon fills the air. I sort of want to lick them but I know better…

Just so you know, they do not taste as good as they smell. Isaac likes applesauce with cinnamon – a lot. He reasoned (as I always do) that if a little is good, a lot must be awesome. He tried some of the dough but quickly downed a bunch of water after eating a small bite (who am I to discourage a little first-hand experience?) Before Isaac’s bite, Abigail decided she would wait on her brother’s experience before she tried the dough (who am I to push her into reckless behavior?)

As with many crafty things, Isaac was mainly in a hurry to get things done. He did tough it out because it all smelled so good. We discovered that appley cinnamon leaves a pretty good stain on your hands but it washes off pretty easily. We also did a little science related to soil testing – Emily’s Dad is a civil engineer so he was able to rate the consistency of our dough compared to soil. I think he mainly enjoyed slamming balls of dough onto the waxed paper to see how much it compacted! It made a great cinnamon thump!

Charleston at night

December 8, 2008WVWVwarren

We were driving around Charleston one night this weekend and we drove up on a hill that overlooks the city. Cities in general are not exactly pretty to me, but cities at night are pretty cool. So, we drove up on the hill and I tried to get some decent shots of Charleston with my old point and shoot camera. I was sort of surprised at how cool they turned out (if I do say so myself! Oh yeah, and check out the color of the bridge in the first two pictures. Charleston has installed a system that changes the color). Emily is so funny – she didn’t want the kids to get out of the car for fear of the neighborhood dogs getting them. Captain America did stop his truck nearby to make sure we weren’t evil-doers. He drove off once he saw me fumbling with my camera and tripod in the dark. I guess he figured I was too clutzy to be much of a danger to the neighborhood.

Anyhow, to get from our house to the city, we have to take some pretty crazy, curvy, steep roads. My Dad absolutely does not like to ride with us. From atop the hills in WV, you can see a long ways but if you look down, you may find yourself grabbing on to something. Did you ever notice that freaky feeling that you can’t walk straight and that you might fall down at any moment when you are near the edge of something steep? I am mixed on whether that makes any sense, evolutionarily speaking. I mean, if it makes you take a step back, then it makes sense. However, if you instinctively wobble like a drunken sailor when you are near the edge of some deadly trench, I don’t think it works. Anyhow, living in WV is a surely a test of survival of the fittest. Emily is a native and claims that she is part mountain goat. I also think she is part mountain lion with a little dingo thrown in for good measure!

As I have mentioned before, I like to star gaze a little but most places are not too great for the hobby due to all of the light pollution. These pictures are so full of light that it would seem impossible to see anything. WV is helped a little by the mountains though. Light seems to stay in the valleys (I know it doesn’t really) so star gazing is pretty good, even close to the city.

So, in spite of Charleston being a city, it’s a pretty decent place to live! Of course, the mountains limit your housing options – you can live down on a flat spot in the valley in the flood plain or you can live on the mountain top where you house has this crazy tendency to want to slip down the hill and then you have to call in numerous structural engineers who talk to you about getting a second job to pay for all of the work needed to halt the march of your house down to the flood plain…but more about that later after I get another “cold” that needs “my secret treatment”

We are Christmas-ready

December 5, 2008FamilyFamilywarren

We set up our Christmas tree this weekend. I am a little short on patience so we usually add the branches to our hypoallergenic-robot-tree, as a family. We then let Emily add the lights to the tree by herself. Once the lights are on, we get back together as a family and add lights. We often go through this routine in the late evening but we decided to set up the tree during the day and it was so much better!

My video system is all screwed up…click here to see a time-lapse video of our tree going up!

The cat was in the middle of everything and the kids were dancing around with ornaments and branches and the like. We cranked the Christmas music and had a lot of fun! We discovered that we had too many ornaments, a number of which were given directly to the kids by various folks.

This year, we decided to get the kids their own small trees for their rooms. The best part is, we got the trees on sale – half off! It’s pretty cool to drive up to our place now…all three trees are visible when you pull up…plus it lights the walkway a little!

Anyhow, this was probably one of the most pleasant tree decorating experiences ever (remember about my patience?). We didn’t fret about the lights or the arrangement of stuff. In fact, we decided to simplify our decorating and it was fantastic!

I am so glad that the kids are the age they are and that they are so willing to help. They want to make sure they put on equal numbers of branches and ornaments, but they seeing them work together to find equity in it all is pretty great!

We have never decorated outside for some reason but we love to ride around in neighborhoods to see what other people have done. When Isaac was a baby, we used to drive around Nashville and see the lights the same way. Before he could say much, he could say “light”. At Christmas time, he would say, “Light…oh so pretty!”

I am sure that we will start the neighborhood tour this weekend. People seem to be doing a pretty good job of getting out their lights this year…Oh, so pretty!

I can’t wait for Christmas now! Presents are starting to show up under the tree and I have been plowing through the eggnog! The last few years, I have gained several pounds in December and January drinking Southern Comfort brand eggnog. It is non-alcoholic but pretty ding-dang great! Between that and sugar cookies, I am adding to my hibernation weight!

Better’n brandy

December 4, 2008Fun, ThoughtsFun, Thoughtswarren

Emily when she is sick!

Emily is a counselor in an elementary school so she gets to hang around a lot of sick children this time of the year. We don’t measure the seasons like most people do. Instead, we know winter has arrived when Emily brings some sort of crud home from school. She managed to make it until mid November before catching it this year. I posted a couple of days ago about trying to cure the whooping cough or whatever I had, with brandy. Now, hard as I tried, one bottle of brandy did not cure my ailment.

We finally broke down and went to a walk-in clinic on Saturday morning. Now, this is where the story gets interesting… We were both put in the same room and seen by the same doctor (which was cool). The doctor first evaluated Emily (who had only slept 3 to 4 hours at night due to the booger dam in her head). I felt pretty crummy, but Emily had the black death longer and worse than I did…that’s important later.

So, the poor doctor walked into a room to meet me and a sick doberman-like creature – foolishly, she closed the door. The doc took a quick superficial look at Emily and tried to convince her that her ailment was a simple cold that needed to be out-waited. Disgusted, Emily coughed up some lung butter as evidence of her affliction. Knowing she was being out-symptomed, the doctor next tried to convince the crazed woman by my side that her sickness was due to cat allergies. Once again, in disgust, Emily produced a hairball. She is part cat I think and was having nothing to do with the allergy argument.

Fearing for her life, the doctor tried to divert by taking a look at me. Upon peering down my throat and listening to my chest, she was immediately concerned. As she escaped out of the room to perform the strep test – Emily looked over to me and in all seriousness said, “I just want you to know that if you get antibiotics and I don’t – I’m taking yours and you’re on your own.” The doctor came back in the room with 3 prescriptions for me but none for Emily.

She told Emily that she did not have the cold long enough for it to be a sinus infection. Now, it’s been said that the foolish and the dead are the only ones who do not change their opinions. I wasn’t sure if the doctor was foolish, but I knew for certain that if she didn’t change her opinion, she was going to be dead. Emily dug in and refused to leave until she got an accurate diagnosis. She finally convinced the doctor to do a head x-ray and sure enough – she had “an acute maxillary sinus infection” (or something like that). I knew Emily’s illness was all in her head! Poor me though…from the brink of death I have returned – twice! My illness is better and my wife got her antibiotics too!

My Home Among The Hills

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