Hunter's surgery went well. His tonsils and adenoids were removed. The surgeon said the adenoids were huge, which would explain all the noise when he breathes - since he was a preemie in the hospital! He now breathes silently, with his mouth closed! Success! Since he was "deaf as a post" as usual, we had the surgeon also suck the fluid out of his ears and place tubes, again. The fluid apparently looked infected, as usual. Now, add hearing to breathing and we've got a new boy! It's been nine days, and his breath smells like rotting, decaying flesh, but that's apparently normal. I give him gum when he's close to me, or around other people. Since he has hemophilia he stayed an extra day in the hospital for observation and for me to learn how to infuse him at home with factor VIII. They put a PICC line in him while he was still under anesthesia, which is a catheter in his arm which extends into his chest, which is how I infuse him. He has a squealy whiney voice now, which is also normal and should last for another month or two. We are grateful for modern medicine, and are thrilled with the results so far.
In other news, Dean will be reporting to Camp Lejeune in North Carolina on August 18. We'll probably send Hunter with him so he can start school the following week. Meanwhile we are still waiting for a miracle to sell our house. Ugh... I'll probably stay here to work on that with Kyler.
We went to Portland on Friday to have dinner with some friends that were visiting from New Mexico, along with Dean's brother Dusty, who just moved to Portland from Virginia. We stayed Friday night with Dusty, then had fun all day. We picked up Dusty's fiance Patti at the airport, then went to the Multnomah Falls, a water fall east of Portland (I think that's what it's called). Kyler was a monster leading up to that, and fortunately fell asleep in the car while we travelled there, so I stayed in the car with him while everyone else got to see the falls close up. Then we went to OMSI, the Oregon Museum of Science and Industry. There were lots of hands-on fun things to do for the kiddos.
Today was Dean's birthday. I always like to ask him how it is to be so old - ha! I'm feeling old as my biological clock ticks away. Our sweet neighbor, who is in our ward, brought over a small cake for my birthday tomorrow. I'm always pathetic on Fast Sunday, so didn't much feel like making a cake and doing all that since we already had a lovely cake. So I didn't; I hope he wasn't too disappointed.