Many of you have had to listen to my whining over the last month as I have been without my two oldest babies and I have been outnumbered by boys. Life has been lonely without my girls, boys just don't talk as much! Laura and Ben H. announced that if Ben can get back into the AF ROTC program they will be transferring back to U of I. It brought me to tears... tears of joy, of course! Manda decided to hop a plane and actually come back home after her month long adventure. Life is good. One girl home and the possibility of having one a LOT closer makes this Mom so happy.
Manda got home just in time for her appointment to have her wisdom teeth removed. Only a short 8 hours after arrival, it was time to take her meds and prepare for the next morning. She's pretty entertaining when she isn't medicated but just about had me in stitches from laughter between her exhaustion from travel and her pre-op meds to help her relax. Rick took her in for her surgery and returned a few hours later with a little chipmunk with a mouth full of gauze. No worries, she was doing good and still had plenty to say even with her mouth full.
Where is Laura when we need her? Manda and Laura have always had this strange bonding, I suppose due to the fact that they have always brushed their teeth together. It is kinda eerie to hear them during their bathroom ritual and the conversations that go on. To some it may sound like a bunch of gargling, grunting and nonsense that takes place, but to them it was just another opportunity to do what sisters do best- talk! Maybe it is like the twin phenomenon that isn't completely understood and how they can communicate even as babies and then when older complete each other's sentences. Much the same, when those two have a mouth full of paste, water and toothbrush they can still completely understand each other and leave the rest of us wondering what they are saying? Mandy kept trying to tell Rick and I stuff and we would look and her and say, "Huh?". I did manage to understand quite well though when she said, "If Laura were here, she would understand me!"
A few hours later the pain medication was wearing off and it was time for her to take some more. Unfortunately, her numbing hadn't worn off yet and she couldn't really use her tongue or swallow very well. She started choking when she attempted to take a drink of water and somehow we still had to get a pill down her. My heart broke for her as her pain increased and the ability to swallow correctly still hadn't come back. Thankfully, her Dad came to the rescue and was inventive enough to crush her pill up into powder and place it in her mouth. It didn't make for a pleasant taste but the pain was so bad by then she wasn't caring about the taste at all. I'm so grateful for a calm, clear thinking husband in those kind of situations.
Everyone commented yesterday on how great she looked for just having that procedure, and she did! Today she looks like a chipmunk with a golf ball stuck on one side of her cheek. Being the nice Mom that I am, I have to take pictures and blog it, of course! Welcome home Chipmunk, I sure did miss you while you were gone!
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Thanks to all of you who have been such great friends. Manda has been showered with phone calls, messages, visits and gifts. We are truly blessed.
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