So it's been a long time since I've written about the kids, or anything at all. August has been it's own nightmare. Riley stopped eating the last few days of July and only began eating again on Sunday. It's been a long road, many phone calls, her surgery and a week spent in a second hospital. Poor thing has been through the wringer.
However, it's not all doom and gloom. She came away from the experience with a lot of gifts. A card/balloon/flowers from Grandma, crayons/lip balm/helicopter from Aimee, Cars/planes from us and a ton of trinkets from the hospital. As soon as she was admitted to the children's hospital, and moved upstairs, there was a handmade quilt waiting for her in the crib.
She got a stuffed bear and other toys to play with. One of her doctors brought her a dog finger puppet and the two times she had to go to the "procedure room" she also took away more gifts. We took things home that would go to waste otherwise and we left the toys that could be reused in the playroom.
If you ask Alison about the experience, she'll tell you that it was pretty cool because at some point there was a Mylar balloon at our house and she got to play with it for five straight days and that she's never been so happy!
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