So, I've pretty much decided that Erik getting his pilot's license is awesome. This weekend we took a very quick and impromptu trip out to Arizona. The longest I had ever flown with him before this was about 15 minutes. Yes, it was a little
scary exciting at times, but who cares?! I'd choose a 2 hour 15 minute plane flight to my parent's house in Arizona over a 6 1/2 hour car trip any day. I now understand why Erik wants to buy a plane so badly. I could get really used to flying in little planes.
Traveling with children in a small plane made the flight even more exciting. Imagine a car trip where you can't stop to use the bathroom or let your children out to run around! Yeah, fun! At one point, Luke fell asleep and started snoring into the headset. When I turned around to take it off of him, I noticed that he had drooled all over the microphone. Disgusting.
The impetus for this quick trip was to see my new nephew, Joshua. He was born full-term on 10/10/10. After a short stay in the NICU for what the doctors believed was aspirated meconium, he was sent home. 5 or 6 days passed and my sister, Kaci, noticed that he had a fever and took him to the hospital. The doctors performed several tests and finally determined that he had somehow aspirated candida (yeast), and as a result, his breathing was being severely impaired. In the week and a half that has followed he has progressively grown worse.
This is a picture that my sister sent me on the day he was checked back into the hospital. I have some photos from this weekend, but I couldn't bring myself to post them. He is now hooked up to a ventilator, sedated, and fed through a tube in his nose. It's heartbreaking, but my sister and her husband have such a positive attitude, although I know the last thing Kaci and my brother-in-law, Salesi, expected was to be spending the first months of their son's life in a hospital room. You just never know what life is going to throw at you. I wish that I could flash forward a couple of months to see him healthy and out of the hospital.
Speaking of positive attitude, Kaci insisted that we take pictures in front of the PICU sign on their hospital floor. I found it a little strange to be smiling during something so traumatic, but then I remembered that Kaci was the same one who was upset when we were told we couldn't take pictures at the Holocaust Museum a few summers ago.
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