still kicking

a little update from the sticks:

haven's not doing much worth reporting-drinking milk, trying to walk, cuddling more, and obsessing about talking on the phone. she's the same age now as nash was last time we were home, which is really weird to think about. they are so different! haven seems like she's still such a baby, but i remember nash seemed like he was more of a kid at this age. i think it has to do with the fact that nash never shut up-and he still hasn't. haven's just quiet and content and super sweet. unless she wants something...

nash is having a blast with grandma & grandpa. grandpa has been singing him to sleep with the "tar" (that's guitar in nash-talk). nash asks for 'grandpa play tar' every night before bed. it's so cute to see him watch and listen and melt to sleep. last night grandpa went to pick up his new sailboat (the one he is not allowed to take nash on for at least a year), so 'grape grandma' (great grandma) came and took nash on a special outing. they went to the playground where grape grandma got to observe nash being "all boy." then they went to the DQ and nash must have been under grape grandma's spell because he ate an entire hot dog. this is a kid who does not eat meat (not my doing, he just hates it)-and then he goes and eats a hot dog?! kids will do the darndest things... apparently nash told grape grandma that he missed grandpa, which lead to grape grandma telling nash about the sailboat. so when i was tucking him in and asked him to say his prayers, he prayed for "grape grandma, grandpa, sailboat, and cookie monster." prayers are by far my favorite part of the day-you never know what's going to come out of his mouth!




















as for me-i'm starting to feel a lot better. more energy, less tingling and numbness, and a better attitude. my eye is still turning in-the lateral muscle on the temple side of my left eye is weak so my eye turns in and causes me to see double. it makes everything hard, but is making me all the more thankful for the almost perfect functioning of my body when in remission (especially when i consider this only my second relapse in four years and the first to really affect me). i have been wearing a patch most of the time-mostly because i look stupid holding an eye shut and it gets tiresome doing it. the good news is that it makes me look like a tough chic. just kidding, the real good news is that my opthalmologist took a gander into my eyes and can't see any permanent damage or any reason that my eye won't return to full function (i.e. no nerve damage)!

stevie wanted me to send a picture of myself with my patch. i tried to take a normal one (below) but i don't think i'm capable of looking "normal" in a picture. sorry beeves, you knew what i was when you picked me up. except for the MS part...