A Trip To Seattle

It was a pretty quiet week around the park. Last Tuesday we took Ike up to Children’s Hospital to the spasticity clinic for a round of examinations. It was near the top of our list of things we’re not looking forward too all that much, so it came as a pleasant surprise that we thought they did a nice job. Smart people with some good ideas, plus Ike was beyond pleasant and entertaining. Though he is, for the most part, a very good natured boy doctors tend to have things like Evil Stethoscopes hanging from their necks or Small Rubber Hammers of Torture. Once Ike’s neurologist rang a Small Dinner Bell, a crime so cruel that he wasn’t forgiven for the next several visits.

After we talked to the PT about Botox injections on his ankle and to the OT about thumb splints for his hands we decided to head out to see if we could drum up some of our old friends who we used to spend time with to stave off making ourselves a pain ass with the white coats. We found Ike’s old nutritionist, Maura, and the IICU social worker, Louine and chatted them up for a bit. We looked for out old friend Morty, but Tuesday is his day off. It was the first time we’d been around the hospital since we sued them, but everyone was nice and no one even brought it up.

We have a final project due for my writing class that is to be five to ten pages in length. I’ve decided to see if I can tackle Ike’s first three weeks of life and put it into something of a story. We kept a diary of all of our stays up there his first year. Though a lot of our first stay was written after the fact, as I didn’t have a laptop to write it all down with like I did later on. It’s pretty dry stuff really. I was just trying to get the facts straight at that point, figuring that I could always hammer it out into something worth reading at a later date. Well here it is more than four years later and I still haven’t spent any time with it.

Speaking of class, I’ve been having a pretty good time with it. Before it started I was a little concerned about the commute, but that’s turned into a non-factor really. Traffic is usually light and I can just set the cruise control the whole way. The workload hasn’t been too bad either. I’ve been keeping a journal and getting my assignments in on time.

This week I’ll start a draft of Ike’s Big Adventure and if anything comes of this project I’ll put it up here.

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