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Winter Doldrums


Though the ponies find it easy to leap and play right through the deep of winter, the rest of us are dragging our heels.



The kids put their heads together and decided that this past week is a good time to get sick with every single seasonal bug out there. Lovely! Leo, never to be outdone, kicked the whole affaire off with a seizure. 


A few days prior to this excitement (read as terror) my nerves were in a complete jangle as I felt a premonition, which sometimes happens, of an impending seizure. So when Leo slumped over during Speech therapy with his eyes rolling back in his head, my hands were almost steady (blatant lie, but work with me here) when I gave him his emergency spray up the nose. After a heart pounding 24 hours life seemed to get back to normal...


 But then he came down with croup and goodness knows what else, stomach bug, fever, etc etc etc. Same with Sister Bear. We were, no doubt about it, in the "worst of times" part of the poem. The heavy winter doldrums never seem so gloomy as when everyone is ill.



But our little lion always finds his smiles even when visiting the doctor again and again, oh yeah, and again. But it seems that the sun has come out again, as it tends to do, and so have our good spirits and our health.  More or less....


Winter in Vermont can be beautiful, wild, and exhilarating in a "I'm glad to have survived" kind of way. Sledding is of course, a must. In the above picture Leo is signing "more more" in a desperate attempt to get mum off her tired bum and back up the hill for another run..




In other news, Leo had an follow up with plastic surgery who determined that he looks fabulous but may need a brow lift/tuck sometime in the indeterminable future since as he gets older, that extra skin collection right between his eyes might start sagging a bit more. 
Next week he sees his neurologist to discuss his seizure care. This sometimes feels to us like "The bones tells me nothing" kind of moment from the movie Willow. 
Ahh well, it is what it is, and Leo charts his own waters and always will. Hope the rest of you are hanging in there, and staying healthy! Love as always, from Leo man. 



Comments

  1. I check in on you every day.....glad to hear from you even when the news is a bit on the gloomy side......but so very normal with two small children in the winter. Blessings.

    claire

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  2. he is so adorable! Sledding..that's just awesome. Soon spring will be here and I can't wait to hear what fun lies in store for the little lion.

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  3. I love the picture of your two kids on the counter... wishing you many blessings...

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