I can't wait for Christmas!!

What The Holidays Mean to You

For you, the holidays are about generosity. You give as much as you possibly can to friends, family, and charity. You celebrate the holidays in an over the top style. If something is cute, you'll buy it. People end up with a lot of gifts from you - and your house is like a holiday wonderland, full of decorations. During the holidays, you feel magical. You love all of the decorations and how happy people are. You like to sit back and take it all in. You think the holidays should be nostalgic and sweet. The holidays bring out your inner child. Your best holiday memories are warm and intimate. You remember special moments more than gifts or parties.

What Do the Holidays Mean to You?

long time no blog!

i wish i had some fabulous excitng news, but no.  same 'ol, same 'ol in the hallock house.  school, work, wash, rinse, repeat.  I'm hoping to post some pics of the kids this weekend.  we'll see if i can get around to it.  i'm a busy girl ya know!  i love ya all!

Football is over! Today was the last game. Woo-Hoo! I will now have my Monday, Thursday, and Friday nights back. Yee-haw. Not to much else going on right now. Counting down until vacation.....

So, not much is new. Had a birthday, you know you're old when most people forget about it. If you remembered then you are not one of the most people, don't e-mail and say "I called!" My mom, dad, and husband remembered guess that's all that matters. Didn't do much for it, the joys of being poor. oh well.

Worked a lot this week. Actually every week I average 43-45 almost every week. Not as bad as the 50-55 at the CS, but agh. If I could stay in my cube and do my job, I'd be in heaven. Why do people have to come into my space with their stupid rules? To many chiefs and not enough Indians, our whole team wants to walk out most of the time. That is why we live for Happy Hour, only 5 more days until happy hour....

Savannah turned 6 on Wednesday. Yup 6! She got a little grey kitten she has named Sara. Sara is a typical cat. She scratches, hisses, and purrs. She's mean as hell to Ki. Poor dog doesn't know what to do. Six....ya, I'm getting old ;)

Thursday was our 11 year wedding anniversary. We didn't do much. Jason inundated me with love e-mails all day. Then we went to dinner. It was nasty, at least we know never to go there again! All in all it was a good day. Here's to another year..or ten...or twenty :0)

Better jet, got laundry to finish, and kids to manage.

29 and Holding......

Happy Birthday To Me

I Miss Blogging

I miss blogging. By the time I get here to update, it seems so unimportant. Which I guess means that it is....Anyway sickness at my house Jonathan was sick all last week, then Jason, now Savannah. She doesn't go back to school until Tuesday so hopefully she'll be all cleared up by then. Pray I don't get sick period, I can't take any more time off work. Speaking of, I'm totally counting down until my vacation. I've never had one. I left the CS at 11 months and 27 days so I missed out on vacation there, then you have to be at CW for 6 months earn it. I'm scheduled to take it the week of Turkey day and I can't wait. Work has been stressing me out lately they change stuff everyday. It's insane. Before I didn't have to be apart of it, but they have now decided that I will be one of two people that picks up the slack for a girl on maternity leave. Oh joy. She better come back soon.....

Jason got hired full time at RR. We are super excited. He received a 50% pay increase, and gets his own office. He really enjoys it there. It's a great company. He hasn't had any complaints, they are good to him and him to them.

Jonathan's team lost again on Saturday ;0( They are 0-3 now. They are not motivated, or aggressive. Forget playoffs and super bowl, I just hope they win one!

Savannah is doing well. We have a parent/teacher conference int he morning. I'm interested to learn more about her behavior at school.

I hate it.........

.................when you have a bad day for no reason. I feel like crap. I wanna cry and I don't know why. I just wanna lay in bed with Jason's arms around me and let the world go to hell.

There's no place like home....

My baby sister is moving back to Kansas. She misses "home" and really needs the support of our parents to be able to do the single mom thing. She leaves 2 weeks from tomorrow. Anyone who knows us, knows we've had our ups and downs. However, she is still my sister. My best friend, the shoulder I cry on. I'm going to miss her so much. More than words could ever explain. I'll be alone here in Texas again. I miss my family. My nieces will be gone. I've been so blessed to be able to watch Ashyra grow up into a toddler. To get to know Elize better. Now they will be 8 hours away. The only upside to all of this is My momma is coming! In 2 weeks(SOB, SOB) our parents are coming down to help Misty and the girls move back to Kansas. I haven't seen my mom since Easter 2006, so I'm very excited.

Bad, Worse, Worst

BAD: The allergies hit everyone really hard. All 4 of us. It's like Ragweed Central outside or something. We were all surviving on benadryl and zyrtec when....

WORSE: Savannah's eardrum ruptured. Yes, ruptured. With no warning. She just woke up with a bloody ear and pillow. She didn't even complain about it hurting before she went to bed. Nor did she come get us when it happened, she just said it "popped" in the middle of the night. Poor baby, then when we get her to the doctor she also has an upper respiratory infection and shin splits. Jeepers...

Worst: Everyone knows I have this tooth that has been bothering me. It was a wisdom tooth with a huge cavity in it. Yesterday it got so bad, I was dry heaving from the pain, and I felt like my eardrum was about to rupture from the pressure. I begged the DDS to get me in b/c I was in so much pain. They did, Praise the Lord. BUT, it was a huge ordeal getting the tooth out. They pulled it regular and the top break into a bunch of pieces b/c it was so decayed. Which left the 3 roots still in there. Wisdom teeth roots are not straight, they are curved at the bottom, so they had to drill, cut and corkscrew those puppies out. What takes a normal person 10 minutes, took almost an hour and a half for me. It didn't really hurt at the time, because of the Novocaine, but today has been awful. Praise God for Vicadon, which with my insurance was only .80. Woo-Hoo!

Don't get used to it!

I just stopped by here to check my e-mail real quick so I thought I'd say HELLO!

It's been a long weekend, not in a bad way though. We've all been sick off and on. I say sick loosely. It's allergies. They are killing us. I left work early Friday because I felt awful. I finally got meds on Saturday, but they knock my behind out out. I still have tons of laundry to do after my 3 hour( yes, THREE) nap. I feel like I could sleep for 8 more hours. Savannah and Jason have it too. Not Jonathan though. Weird.

I hope everyone has a great week:) Love Ya!

Howdy~!

Long time no post. So what else is new. Not to awfully much going on. School, work, home, cleaning. The norm. The kiddos started school on the 27th. They are both doing well. Savannah's teacher said she is "very smart and cooperative". I agree with very smart, but cooperative? Why do they behave wonderful for everyone else? I have a meeting with Jonathan's teacher on Tuesday. She said "no major concerns". We'll see. He starts football on Monday. It got pushed out a week. He is chomping at the bit to go. Hopefully it will poop him a little, the boy never sleeps!

Please say an extra prayer for our family. We have 3 major decisions we are pondering right now. Nothing life threatening or horrible. Just little changes we are thinking of making to/for our family.

I miss blogging, I may finally break down and get internet at the house. We'll see. Jason and I spend so much more time together and with the kids without it. I love that.

Geuss who's back...back...back...back again...again..

Only for a little bit. I have to pick up the kids from daycare in 30 minutes. Wheew! Is all I have to say. Since my last blog so much has happened, yet now it seems unimportant. Not that it was really that important to begin with. First, I want to give a shout out to Me-ma and Nana. These two woman single handily saved me this month!! My mom(me-ma) bought all the kids clothes for school! Woo-hoo! And to make it even better my fabulous mother in law(a.k.a. Nana) bought all their school supplies! I am so blessed!! THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart ladies. I love you!

Another blessing: When we moved into our apartment. Jason took off his ring b/c his fingers tend to swell in the heat. Well, then I lost it! We were both so sad. After much prayer, I FOUND IT! In the bottom of a laundry basket that was housing misc. junk from the old house. Go figure! I never would have looked there normally, but something drew me to it! So after a month of being ring less, and arguing about buying another one, the original is back on his hand. WOO-HOO!

As mentioned above my kids are getting ready for school. I'm excited yet sad. My "baby" is going to kindergarten. Yes, kindergarten. Sob...sob...sob....
Jonathan's hair is soooo long. I need to post pics. They both are so big. I'm the mom of big kids. Crazy.

This weekend my sister is keeping the kids overnight. Praise the Lord! Jason and I will get some alone time. I can't wait. We are planning on cooking dinner together, then perhaps a movie...we'll see!

I got a new job, sorta. Same company, just a new job within my team. Instead of impacting loans, I "package" the loans to send to the investor. I am their contact when they have questions regarding their loans that we service. Lots of spreadsheets!! I can't wait to learn more.

Going scrappin next weekend. I haven;t scrapped in SO long. I'm hoping to get some pics from Melibelle to scrap. You know the ones where I look HOT in my striped sweater.

Is this enough for ya'll? I know you miss me, who wouldn't??? I miss you too! Love, hugs, and all that mushy stuff!

HI!

I'm still here. Just busy. I can honestly say I LOVE not having a computer in the house. We spend more family time together, Jason and I spend more time together. It's an all around good thing. We don't plan on getting it hooked up any time soon.

All is well in Hallock Land. The kids are waiting for school to start. Savannah is dying to start buying supplies and clothes for school. Jonathan is just hanging in until football season starts. He's playing tackle this year instead of flag. Can we say STOKED! Yea, he is!

If you need me e-mail me at work or the the cell-y. Peace out!

How Angel Got Her Groove Back!

That's right folks.
I'm sick of being funky.
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON!
GOD IS IN CONTROL.
We don't like to think that when bad stuff happens to us.
But it's true.
He loves more than we will ever know and he knows what's best for us(Jer 29:11).
Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
I firmly believe that.
I will be stronger.
I am stronger.
I have already overcome so much more than I ever though I could.
Experienced stuff that I surely thought would kill me if I ever experienced it.
Guess what?
I'M ALIVE.
Do I like what I'm going through?
Not a snowball's chance in hell.
I hate it.
However life is what you make it.
And damn it, I'm gonna make it a good one!
I owe it to God to bring Glory to His name,
I owe it to my children to give them the mother they deserve,
and I owe it to myself to practice what I've always preached:
Be happy.
Life is what you make of it.
Fake it till you make it.
Trust in God.
Everything happens for a reason.
You are only as good as you know you are.
Know What?
I'm awesome.
I'm not being egotistic.
I am fabulous.
I'm a good person.
A great mother.
A wonderful friend.
A loving wife.
Those who don't like me, well, oh well.
There are not many anyway.
Most who meet me love me.
I HAD that kind of personality.
It's coming back boys and girls.
I will be happy,
I will be successful at all I set my mind to.
The pity party has ended,
today is the first day of the rest of my life.
Oh yes my friends Angel's got her groove back and this is just the beginning.....

Randomness

Blogger got blocked at work:( I'm really gonna have to get the net at the house:( Thankfully our apartment complex has a "business center" with 'puters and such. Even wrapping paper! Rock On. Jason won tickets at work to the Rangers game last night. We had fun. Savannah lost her first tooth:) Jonathan is so jealous he didn't lose his first one till he was 7! Now he has 3 of them lose though:) More unpacking to do. So much laundry to do. And I have to work my first Saturday at CW. Boo-hoo. Sucks to be a grown up sometimes. Okay, all the time!!

We are all moved in. We still do not have internet, so I'm limited on my communication. I can only get on the net at work. Which means no hotmail or myspace for now. If you need to get ahold of me, e-mail at work or leave me a message here. We of course still have our cells if you want an immediate connection. We moved all day Saturday and Sunday! Some stuff went into storage and some in to the trash, but most of it went to the apartment. Which is about 1/4 unpacked. We have the kitchen, dining room, and part of the living room unpacked. We still have the other have of the living room, the kids room, and bathroom, as well as the master bedroom, bathroom, and my scrap closet! Wheew. Sounds like a lot but I hope to have it all done by the end of the weekend. Maybe not the scrap closet, but everything else for sure! I have to say it's AWESOME living 5 minutes form work again. I love it. I'm even OK with the apartment living. I thought it would be hard since we have only lived in an apartment once and it was 6 years ago, but so far so good. It's almost better to have a small place b/c everything has a place and there is no place else to put it. You don't have to worry about stuff getting stuck somewhere. There is no extra somewhere! Everything has it's place. The kids are loving daycare. They never been in one before and they think it is so cool. Me personally, I can't wait till school starts so then it's only after school care! Even with my CW discount it's $$$$ for 2 kids! Such is life though. It's only for the rest of the summer.

Overwhelmed

This doesn't even begin to describe how I feel. Between work and home I feel like I'm being pulled in 547,875 directions. We found an apartment(finally!). It was a horrible experience. We didn't get the first one we wanted. Then the 2nd one wanted a HUGE deposit. I was about in tears. Finally they called back and said we added your "points" wrong, and you don't have to pay a deposit. Praise God! Between deposits and transfer fees for everything else I was about to drive off a cliff. So I have been working on getting Dad's old car out of the garage, finding a new home for Joe(don't even get me started on this!), transferring or canceling electric, cable, gas, water, and bills. Not to mention going through stuff, throwing away stuff, and packing(sort of!). We spent all last weekend moving stuff from our garage to storage. We decide to rent a uhaul instead of making 46 trips in the mini van. Oh yea, plus I've had to feed,bathe, nurture, and raise the children during all of this. A few months back I had bought tickets to the The Fray concert tonight for Jason's birthday. However when I bought them I didn't know we'd be moving this weekend:0( We decided not to go, but now since it's such short notice I ended up giving the tickets away! AGH! I hate wasting money. Please pray for a weekend of smooth sailing....

If you don't believe in God, read this!

This is is the story of of our associate pastor over this past week. He is a wonderful, Godly man. Jeremy and his wife Jodi have been a tremendous source of strength for our family life in the past few months. My heart breaks for what they are going through, yet swells with the knowledge of God's graciousness for how they handled this situation.

...so a storm was in store. The problem was we were not expecting it this time. I secretly pride myself in being able to adjust to situations and challenges in order to best handle them. I even catch myself working through different results of situations and analyzing what I will do if "y" happens instead of "x". I know. Kinda disturbing. If you have not yet been a part of the group to be informed of our recent challenge, than take a moment to read this Powell update. If you are in the know, than scroll down until the current date to catch yourself up to speed. There's no need for you to reread the story you know. If you are fresh to the story, than read it segments. I have not had a computer for 4 days, so I had to cram it in one email. Precious prayer warriors, God came to us in a BIG WAY again. Please understand this important message here: if you are a skeptic that still does not believe that God did not necessarily have complete control of Jeremy's medicine working "all-of-the-sudden"; that God is a God that STILL performs MIRACLES, than make no mistake. This story WILL change your mind. If you are one of those readers of the Powell Update who is not exactly sure where you are with Our Creator and at the close of this message, you need to know the God who does these things, WRITE ME BACK. I WILL GLADLY, PERSONALLY, INTRODUCE YOU TO HIM.

Monday, July 2: Jeremy comes home from work to have lunch with his girls. He shares with me over lunch that he is all of the sudden not feeling so well. I told him that I would get him some medication and he declined. He called me around 3:00 and told me that he felt feverish and was coming home to crash for a little while. We settled him on the couch with a Tylenol and he slept for about an hour. He arose and felt somewhat better, but was still sluggish. We had dinner together as a family and eventually worked our way to our evening ritual. We usually put Emma down for bed with a series of steps and then immediately begin his nightly IV infusion. The infusion takes roughly an hour. As the hour began to close, Jeremy began to complain of a fever again. He began to shake VIOLENTLY. I got our heating pad and covered him with several blankets. He eventually vomited from the shaking and fever. The fever spiked to 104.1 and then broke. I left to go to the drugstore to get some Motrin and juice. Jeremy and I both decided that he must have a virus because this came on so quickly. We alternated Tylenol and Motrin throughout the night and he maintained around a 99.5 low grade fever.

Tuesday, July 3: Jeremy awakens me at 6:30 asking for blankets again. He was chilled, but not any where near the same shaking that he had the night before. I told him we were going to the doctor so that we could have a professional assessment. His fever spiked again to 103.7, so we packed the family up and headed to the doctor. Emma got to play with Jonathan and Katelyn for the morning while Mommy and Daddy went to the doctor. Dr. David treated Jeremy with caution and we are thankful for that because she does take such care for him. She decided not to risk writing off this fever as a viral infection and to instead attack it as if it were bacterial, just in case. Remember, with Jeremy, bacterial infections can become critical. She gave Jeremy a shot in the doctor's office of an antibiotic and sent us home with a prescription for doxycyclene. If you remember back in the lung infection and early back infection days, Jeremy was on doxy as we were still deciding as to whether this infection was bacterial or fungal. Doxy has a tendency to induce nausea and vomiting with Jeremy. So needless to say, we were not looking forward to this. ON the way to the doctor, we stopped at Sonic and bought Jeremy a large Sprite. He finished this by lunch time and crashed out on the couch still alternating Motrin and Tylenol. Emma and Mommy decided to quarantine Daddy and we set up a playland downstairs. His fever moved between 99-102 throughout the day with moments of breaking off and on. He began to feel somewhat better and went downstairs to take a shower. He went back upstairs and Emma and I followed to go through our nighttime routine. After Emma went down, I proceeded to begin Jeremy's infusion again. Again, at the close of the infusion, Jeremy began convulsing violently complaining of fever chills. I took his temperature and it was 100.8 (note the placement of the decimal). So I was really concerned because I didn't think chills on this severity were normal for such a low grade fever. Then his lips began to turn purple. I called his mother and had her agree with me that it was time to go into the ER. I called the Alexanders at 10:15 and asked that we bring Emma by on the way to the ER. Kristina offered to send one of them to get her. While I was getting Barney out for one more time and packing my purse to go to the ER, Jeremy arose from the couch and had a series of events that began to lead to a state of incoherency. Zack arrived and ran us out of the house and took care of everything for me - this includes getting my dog inside, getting my daughter and her bag packed for a night away, locking up and alarming my house. Have I ever told you guys how God continues to minister to me through people who SELFLESSLY and TIRELESSLY love on us with the love of the Lord? Amazing. I drove somewhat speedily to the hospital and Jeremy's demeanor and alertness faded rapidly as we approached our local hospital. I feared coma or seizure, but not being a medical professional, I tried not to alarm myself because I didn't want to make it bigger than it was. I arrived at the ER and ran around to heave my husband out of the car. His mobility was gone. There was a cluster of people standing outside of the doors to the ER who graciously came behind me and shut my car door as I carried my soaking wet husband into the ER. A kind officer took Jeremy's other side and helped me get him into triage. It was obvious to the people that he was already in a deep state of emergency. Let me tell you, this was the first of many small prayers running through my head that would be answered. I knew that waiting in the waiting room of the ER would be detrimental. I sat in triage with my no responsive husband FILLING OUT PAPERWORK. Oh you precious medical professionals, I think I would pay the extra money if you guys would help me find out a way in the ER for patients to receive treatment while dictating all of the crap that needs to be written out on all of those papers. I know insurance companies are to blame for most of it, but it is an ER!!! The E is for EMERGENCY. Ok, enough of that tangent for now. Jeremy's condition RAPIDLY worsened in front of my eyes. He was sweating profusely and refused to let me get his sweatshirt off. His precious brothers, Clay and Zack, arrived shortly after I did and immediately went to work for us. I am sorry, but I am welling up with tears as I stop to tell you this part. Jeremy had completely doused my passenger side on the way to the ER and Zack took my keys and proceeded to clean up my car so that it wouldn't sit in that state all night long. That is a friend. I know you will read this Zack and think nothing of it, but really. Your love for my family is a strong testimony to your love of the Lord. Than Clay joins me in triage and helps me fight Jeremy to get his sweatshirt off and holds his brother's head as he struggles to expel more liquids from his body orally. You must know that this also speaks volumes of the Love of Christ that radiates through Clay. First of all, he was ill with an infection in his eye and really needed to be home sleeping and second of all, he is a sympathy yacker. Yet, he made it through this event. I decided to demand attention and strongly stated to the ER staff that it was imperative that he be seen IMMEDIATELY. They got him into a room and my husband was completely gone from the man that you know by now. As he fought to escape the grasp of the medical professionals and myself, they were able to wrangle him down and proceed with assessing his vital signs. His heart rate was at 200, his BP was incredibly low, and his fever had spiked to 108.0 (NOTE THE PLACEMENT OF THE DECIMAL). Did I lose it? No. I couldn't. How would God respond to a person in hysterics? How could I help my husband if I couldn't hold it together? I immediate began praying even harder. "Only you, Oh God, can restore him from this state. ONLY YOU, OH GOD, CAN SAVE HIM FROM THIS DESTRUCTION. I cannot. These professionals cannot. I give him to You and ask that you hold me through this so that I can be a tool for your use as you save him again. I ask that you not take him yet. His ministry is only beginning and we know that you have called him to do great things for your kingdom. Don't take this man of God! Don't take this willing vessel! Not for me. Not for Emma. Not for our baby. But for You, oh God! But God, if this is his time, than please, PLEASE, PLEASE don't make him suffer!" I can quote you this prayer because I repeated it over and over again FOR HOURS. They packed Jeremy in ice and the Q&A began. You remember, my husband does not have a normal immune system. I declared this to the ER professionals immediately upon entry of the hospital. I had to explain his condition to them about 5 different times. This quickly put them on edge. I could see the fear and concern in their eyes because they knew his condition was traumatic. I had to give his medical history along with explain what was going on with this PIC line in his arm. They relocated Jeremy to an OR in the ER and decided quickly to go ahead and remove the PIC line. This was after they had poked him numerous times to try and find a vein to begin meds and IV fluids for this severely dehydrated man. (Remember that sprite I told you about earlier? He had that and a Gatorade over the course of the entire day) I have to admit that when the removed the PIC line, I winced - not because it was gross, but because I saw the progress we had made disappear with the fungal infection. They wheeled Jeremy down the hall for x-rays and a CT scan so they could assess the damage done to his brain from the heat of the fever. We got to the X-ray when your author stupidly remembered - All of the Sudden - I can't be here. I'M PREGNANT. They than ushered me back down the hall and my heart began to ache because I couldn't be with him. He was sedated though and didn't know where I was, so I had to take that satisfaction. X-rays came back with splotches, but I told them that they really needed to compare them to other x-rays. You see, Jeremy has lots of scar tissue in his lungs from previous infections. To an unknowing eye though, they appear to be spots of infection. Here's where it gets even better. It's after midnight. What day does that make it my friends? That's right - INDEPENDENCE DAY! Hooray! Government holiday! Did I mention the National Institute of Health is a government funded facility. So to wait until the start of a workday for this information would mean to wait until THURSDAY! So once again, I had to pray to the Lord to maintain them with wisdom on how to treat him until then. Jeremy returned and would come in and out of sedation. His fever dropped to 105.1 and then about an hour later it dropped to 103.7. Can I tell you how happy I was to see that number on a thermometer. Than God began to give me glimmers of hope. His CT scan came back NORMAL. My husband maintained NO NOTABLE brain damage from this astronomical fever. Believer? You will be.

Wednesday, July 4: We eventually get to a state where we are ready to admit Jeremy to the ICU there at Harris Southwest. Did I mention that Clay, Zack and Randal were still there and were pretty much holding it together with me through this enormously trying time. They walked my frail pregnant body along with Jeremy's frail dehydrated body up to ICU. I know that I could have done this alone, but I don't know how except for added strength from the Lord. They were the added strength that got me through this and their love for my husband is phenomenal. Believe me gentleman, I have made Jeremy very aware of your sacrifice and his heart wept with gratitude. They had some difficulty switching Jeremy from the gurney to the ICU bed and it was best that they left me in the waiting room. After the transfer, I went by myself for a one-on-one consult with the ICU General Internist - Dr. Jennifer Alexander. Can I tell you that once more, God provided a glimmer of hope. Although she was not quite familiar with Jeremy's disease, she had taken the time to briefly read about it before our arrival to the floor. I explained everything to her once more and saw her immediately begin to set her wheels into motion about how to properly address the most adequate care for my husband. The admitting nurse was named Jessica and she took such care to make sure I was secure in my settling in this room for the night. The boys came back and had prayer with my family for the evening and then left. Zack came back with Abby about an hour later bringing me clothes and necessities to get us through the next few days and Abby sat with me because she knew I wouldn't sleep if I was alone. Every time a nurse comes in, I sit up because I want to know what they are doing. She sat up for me so I could rest. Again, the love of Christ radiating. I slept in 45 minute increments and then decided it wasn't worth it because I was still too distressed. Doctors began pouring in and the fishbowl that we were living in was unavoidable. Jeremy was the talk of the hospital. "Did you see the 29 year old who spiked 108? He's a miracle. There was no brain damage. His kidneys have returned to functioning!" This also was accompanied by nurses passing by our room and staring at him - I am not kidding. About 7:30am, the next nurse took her shift and came in to begin some preliminary work with him. She shared with Abby and I that Jeremy shouldn't just be brain damaged, but he shouldn't be here at all. She didn't know anyone who had survived that high of a fever. Believer yet? You will be. As we wept with that reality, she also shared with us that the kidneys that had gone into failure had miraculously began to work again. He came in producing nothing and yet being pumped full of fluids. In that short amount of time, he began producing adequate amounts of fluids. Jeremy began to arouse around 8ish and I was able to make eye contact with him and he acknowledged who I was. I shed a tear of joy. He faded again. About 8:30 he came around again and became aware of his restraints. I shared with him that he had been a little unhappy with being there, so we had to secure him to insure his stay. I shared with him that he had numerous tubes coming out of his body and I needed him to promise to not pull on them if I let him go. He told me he would be good and the nurse and I released him. He received numerous guests early that morning and surprisingly conversed with Steve Tigner, a church member about putting. He remembers nothing from Tuesday or Wednesday. So you precious souls who came to love on us, I have told him a few times of your visit so your time there wasn't for naught. He later that morning had a neurological examination performed by Dr. Chin and passed with flying colors. AGAIN, A MIRACLE. He responded to vision and hearing stimuli as well as physical mobility. I was astonished. He slept on and off throughout the day on Wednesday and concluded the evening with my explanation of what had transpired the evening before which left him silenced. He had asked how long he had to be there and I told him that they could keep him until October if they wanted because they saved his life.

Thursday, July 5: A new day begins. I slept about 4 hours the night before because of visits from the nurse and Jeremy detaching himself from the IV during the middle of the night. That was an ordeal - again one he does not remember and I am glad. ;0) However, my eyes were opened widely at 7am receiving a call from a NP from the NIH. We could now start making some further progress because we could finally get access to other medical records. Dr. Alexander took great caution to outsource many of Jeremy's conditions to specialist. As of date, we have seen a neurologist, 2 hematologists, an infectious disease specialist, a nephrologist, a gastro-intestinal specialist, along with a breathing specialist and numerous other consults. The NIH was very pleased with all that Harris had done with Jeremy and did not have any further suggestions. We did start getting test results back. None of the blood tests came back positive, but the culture on the PIC line revealed staph. This explained the convulsions. Every time I pushed his meds, I pushed this infection into his bloodstream. I felt horrible, but I have come to terms that it isn't my fault. God knew and God knew he needed someone to get that PIC line out. Jeremy and I had a long talk about his current condition as I had to explain to him what had happened and I had to explain to him the most recent test results from Dr. Alexander. Thursday, we started to see residual effects from the high fever. The kidneys had completely repaired themselves and were functioning on their own thanks to intense flushing. However, the liver was beginning to fail and revealed itself as such with extremely elevated liver enzymes. His muscle enzymes were also elevated revealing damage. So again my prayer was big and specific for God to restore his liver and to do it by his personal touch on Jeremy's body. Jeremy and I took this as another hurdle and I surrendered again to God to heal him. I knew the specialist could set him up to a road of recovery, but I didn't know how. God did. Long day of lots of doctors closed with Dr. Armstrong, our GI doctor coming in to explain how the liver was an innocent bystander of this traumatic event. He felt fully confident that this organ can and would repair itself after the infection began to push it's way out of the body. Jeremy had many good things come about on Thursday though besides this news of hope from Dr. Armstrong. He made it through the entire day without a fever reducer whatsoever. I knew we were on our way to recovery.

Friday, July 6: Jeremy and I slept in until around 8:00 after another night of every 2 hours. I went to my doctor's appointment to visit with our baby via measurements and heart monitors. I returned to Jeremy visiting with his mother who had surprised him from South Carolina. The doctor came in and shared with us another bit of miraculous news. Jeremy's liver enzymes had dropped DRAMATICALLY and his blood platelet level was on the rise. She would most likely let him go to a room today. He also began his clear liquid diet for breakfast. Jeremy was struggling with congestion and so she prescribed a Mucinex for him. Jeremy's grandparents arrived around lunch and we all visited. Around 3:30 they began to allow us to pack for the transfer and they had the paperwork already complete. Just before they were going to take him out of the room, Jeremy's mother found a large splotchy rash on his shoulder. There goes our exit ticket. Dr. Alexander wanted to continue to monitor him and said that he needed to stay. Jeremy took it well. In fact, he just rolled back over and went back to sleep. They gave him some Benadryl and it went away immediately. However, he is spending one more night in the ICU. Tomorrow is anticipated transfer to room and physical therapy. I will keep you posted.

Our dear friend, Judy McDonald, from Alabama asked that I sing this song to Jeremy today and I did. I believe it and I know you do to. If you didn't before, you do now.

My God is So Big
So Strong and So Mighty
There's nothing My God Cannot Do!

NOTHING!

Happy 4th!

Happy 4th of July my friends! I hope you get to eat many hamburgers, hotdogs, and steaks today:)

Waiting,waiting, waiting...

I'm waiting on Jason and the kids to get home from the airport......

..............Waiting to find out if we get this apratment..................

.............Waiting on Jason to find a job...............

.....................Waiting on life to improve..................

.................Waiting for a bombshell...............

Waiting