A bit of the beginning and the current

26 years ago I was 25 and pregnant for the first time. Surprised, yes, but we were young and dumb. Yep, called us two engineering parents-to-be dumb. And that was a good thing at the time. More details will be written, but to get to current, it was a horrible pregnancy. Running very low blood pressure during a pregnancy, having it double, and constant all day sickness are not good for a baby. Did I mention I tend to be sarcastic and blunt? By nature I’m an engineer not a writer. Back to the pregnancy. I remember the Wednesday before Thanksgiving in 1994 like it was yesterday, not a quarter of a century ago. That day I was told at my 28 week appointment I had to get the hospital immediately. Two days later, a very tiny 1lb 2oz baby girl was born.

25 years later, the little girl, named Samantha is sitting next to me as I watch her eat her typical lunch of grilled cheese and some sort of gummy fruit candy (she’s trying to feed to me while I type). We prepare all her meals, cut her food up in tiny pieces and here comes the perpetually 2 part – we are always on toilet duty. She can tell you she has to go to the bathroom but you have about a minute to get her there. It’s a never ending cycle of potty training a 2 year old. That is usually a phase for most parents. We have been in this phase for 20 years. Couple decades later and Sam says she’s gotta go, you better drop everything and go.

I’ve thought about writing about our happenings for years. As to why start now, that has to do with her doctor appointments this week. Sam has been declining for almost 5 years with no answers. This week, that changed. It’s time to make some decisions. We’re not ready to decide how to proceed. Treat and she loses her limited mobility, don’t and she will be in pain. Shitty choices. So now I’m sharing our story of the last 25, almost 26, years.

I still need to figure out this blog thing. It will probably happen with wine.

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Cheers. Nancy