Thursday, April 07, 2005

A Day of Recoupment

After yesterday, today was a day of rest. Hollywood Video came to show a movie (Shark Tale) so Bailey and I went down to watch it. We're huge Will Smith fans since we watch Fresh Prince every night. (And, thanks, Scott [Andrews], but every time I see Carlton, I see you!)

Bailey got beads and necklace material for her birthday. So she started making jewelry today. I'm wearing one of her necklaces and she made a bracelet for her nurse, Amanda. But Amanda came back in the room with a pocket full of beads. Her bracelet broke and the beads scattered all over the hallway. (She just needs to tweek her skills a bit.)

After yesterday's emotional rollercoaster, Dr. T popped in to see how we were doing. Bailey wouldn't even look at him -- she later explained that she was afraid he had more bad news - "bad" being going into surgery soon. We told him how scary it was and that it caught us off-guard after just hanging out here for 2 months. He's such a sweetie. He tried to make us feel better by telling us it just wasn't the perfect heart and that the perfect heart would come and hopefully soon. The longer he talked, the lower his head fell and the more he mumbled. (He's not very good at these situations, but he tries.) He finally said, "Well, today just wasn't meant to be, and if it's not meant to be, it just isn't meant to be." Bailey and I looked at each other and just busted out laughing! He realized what he said and laughed with us. He's a good guy. He accomplished what he set out to do - make us feel better. It just wasn't exactly how he planned.

Then he told us he might be going out of town for the weekend to California for a conference and, coincidentally, the documentary team is going to be in the same area covering a race. We accused him of just going out there to party with the guys. He said he would have a nationwide pager with him and that if a heart became available he could jet back and take care of us. I told him that I vote he stay here this weekend. I'm sure he'll take that into consideration, don't you think?

Unfortunately, we're really struggling with getting homework from school. There's a bottleneck somewhere with science and social studies. That's pretty frustrating when we're trying to catch up with all the other students but can't seem to get the work from the school. Not sure what's going on there, but hopefully will get that straightened out soon. I would hate for Bailey to be left behind just because they didn't keep us updated.

I'll catch up with you again tomorrow.

Hugs to all, Angie


Blogger Cindy Adams said...

Hey guys...
Hang in there... this is where the rubber meets the road. You're doing great. There has been so much excitement that a day with little to post must feel very different! The false alarms on going back to surgery are unfortunately part of the process. My friend Minnow (the transplant cardiologist) sends her best, and said to tell you that on a rare occasion people have even awakened from anesthesia thinking they've had a transplant, to find out that it was a no-go. NOT to be discouraging, but just to let you know that's part of it. She said just be prepared not to count on it till you wake up and see the bandage on your chest!!
Love you guys and think of you daily!

8:05 AM  
Blogger Aunt Debbie A said...

Good morning!

Man, I'm glad for the sunshine today! My stomache felt about as bad as the weather looked yesterday! I'm not sure if I had a bit of food poisoning or just a little bug. I was "hearing from both ends" as G'pa Roscoe would say. ha ha

How are you doing today? Can I put an order in for a necklace? I love jewelry, you know! That would give the girls and I something else to fight over! You wouldn't believe the tug-o-wars we have over make-up, hairspray, jewelry,...: )

Just thinking of you and wanted to remind you that so many people are praying for you. I know that you have lots of feelings about the transplant like we talked about on the phone. That is totally understandable and totally normal. Just keep talking things out. That's the best way to live. Get your feelings out. Our insides get too crowded if we don't. : )

I am so proud of you. You are growing into such a pretty young woman. I love being your aunt. I used to dream about growing up and having kids and being close to my sisters' I'm living it with you! At the time I had no idea who would have how many kids and if they'd be boys or girls. And now, here we are! A family! Girls, girls, and more girls! I love it. I just wanted you to know that I've been looking forward to being close to you since before you were born...and here we are! Living my dream! I feel very fortunate today. And I wanted you to know it. I love you.

Aunt Debbie xoxoxoxoxoxo

12:02 PM  
Blogger Scott Andrews said...

I am glad that Carlton reminds you of me. He is a solid dude, with dance moves that makes the ladies melt. Ha. Ha. I crack myself up sometimes. One of these days I will have to get up there to visit you guys and show off my Carlton dance. Actually, I would probably be to embarassed to do that and its probably to scarry anyway. (The "Carlton" that is, not stopping by). Anyway, I have rambled on enough. I am glad you all are continuing to be in good spirits, and our thoughts and prayers continue to go out to you all.


4:53 PM  

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