Week 26
Greetings to you all and thank you for your prayers and support.
Not much to report today; we are waiting for tomorrow's ultrasound (scheduled for 9:00 AM). It's results will help map out the next few months of our lives.
Rebecca is in good spirits. A good friend spent two hours with her over lunch, where they discussed many things including chicken husbandry. Rebecca's BP has crept back up tonight, and tested above 150. No explanation for this, but we suspect too much sugar from the Sunday Bunny.
Rebecca had another round of blood drawn for her weekly tests. No information about the labs at this time.
Xavier is moving about strongly, his heart rate where it has been these past weeks. We are looking forward to see how much he has grown in the past two weeks. This is week 26 for Xavier, and he has met yet another of his goals! He is already taking after his father and mother in being an over-achiever, so we expect to report exciting news tomorrow! After all, he is being bathed in prayer and love.
The window work at the Northern Outpost finished this afternoon. They all look good. I will definitely be rating the window company highly on the Angie's List survey. The painter/finisher who did the staining and paint touchup also did a fantastic job. Yes, this is a shameless plug as both companies did excellent work.
With the windows in a state of drying, I packed the dog and cat, a jar of Rebecca's homemade pickles, some cosmetics and some clothes into the car and headed south. Lena knew almost immediately she was getting a car ride and tried helping me pack. Poof caterwauled a few minutes after I loaded her into the car, but calmed down quickly and looked content in her carrying cage.
Lena, an old pro at visiting the Southern Outpost, raced me to the front door, then raced up the stairs into the dining area. She stared expectantly, as only dogs can stare, at the place her food dish should be. It would be several minutes before one actually appeared.
Poof was a little timid as she checked out her new surroundings, but has grown relaxed. She never hid. A little more clingy to me tonight, but that's OK for now. Thank you for praying peace over her; she had it even from the start of the car ride.
Always, thank you for your prayers. They are the greatest gift we can ask for.
A view of most of the hospital room as seen from the threshold of the bathroom.
Lena making herself at home at the Southern Outpost. She really is not as pitiable as this picture makes her look.
Poof, our self-cloning fuzzball, seems to be adjusting to her new environment. She has picked this chair as her own. It's the best chair in the room; it also happens to be my chair.