AND HERE IT IS, THE FIRST UPDATE OF THE WEEK

The nurse and I just got done with Colby's bath. She's back there giving him the fluff and buff - pj's on, trach care, teeth brushed, etc. I'm waiting for my quinoa to get done, so it's a good time to do a blog update.

Last Tuesday was an interesting day. I noticed the day before Colby's white goldfish looked a little sluggish. Sure enough, I looked in the tank Tuesday morning, and we had a floater. Had to send the poor little fella to the big tank in the sky. I guess that's the glory of goldfish, they're easily replaced, which is exactly what we did. I don't think Colby is none the wiser on the whole deal. Then I get a call from Colby's nurse while they're at school. She thinks she has pink eye. Well farts! Just dandy. So I go and pick them up from school. Let her leave her shift early so she could get it checked out. That situation is under control, too, and luckily neither Colby or I got it.

Friday we took Colby to the ophthalmologist in Cincy. Well, Cincy has outpatient offices in northern Kentucky, and we were lucky to go there. Cuts about 14-16 miles off our trip one way. Colby did awesomely awesome! Of course I kept a super close eye on him. Kept him suctioned frequently. Constantly checked his numbers, the look on his face, listened to his trach. I pulled out all the tricks to guarantee we had a smooth trip this time. They had to dilate his eyes, so I asked if there was a room where we could let Colby lie down a while, feed him, change him while the drops did their thing on his pupils. That seemed to help a lot. Colby never has been a kid who could sit up in a wheelchair for long periods of time. He didn't want to cooperate with the eye dr. Ophthalmologist kept saying here Colby, I need you to look at my light, Colby. Hey Colby, lookie here buddy. It was pretty funny actually. I was like yep, that's my boy. His nearsightedness and astigmatism are a little worse in his right eye, but the eye dr. said we don't need to get him new glasses right away. Now it's time to turn focus to the upcoming pre-surgery appointments. Not looking forward to it. Yuck and double yuck.

Colby has been working on his power chair driving at school, at here at home when weather allows. The nurse and I had him out in the parking lot this past Saturday. He's getting really good at driving to a target. Stopping, not so much. I guess he's so excited to finally be able to move forward he doesn't want to think about stopping. Oh yeah, and he doesn't follow directions worth a crap either. Directions like Colby, stop. Colby, that's a parked car, you need to stop, NOW. Good thing that child is cute.

And last but not least, how about those Hoosiers, baby?!?! Yesterday's win was u-g-l-y you ain't got no alibi ugly. Several of us went to BDub's to watch the game. I was certain I was going to crap my pants or have a panic attack before it was over. But a win is a win. Survive and advance, as I was told. On to the mighty Orangemen on Thursday. Go IU, Fight, Fight, Fight. Elite Eight bound, I hope, I pray, I wish, I beg, I want, I need, I desire, I respectfully request.

Better wrap it up for now. Much to do before bedtime.