"I still like a good fart"

This is like riding a rollercoaster. Some days Brett is ok, and others he has these vicious seizures that would rip your heart out. Some days we can look at him and tell he feels a little better, and then there are days where we notice that the seizures (and the violent rocking back and forth of his head) have created a bald spot at the back of his head. Some days he makes his talking noises, other days he doesn't utter a sound.

We (90% Mommy) are still cathing him every four hours. We're doing our best to get rid of his UTI (s). I might as well call them plural because he seems to always have a new organism lurking. I just wish for one good week for him.

We had to send our weekend nurse packing - she was unreliable and basically not doing things the way we would like. Our other nurse resigned from his case this week to take a case closer to her house. That's right - no nurses, although the agency we use has promised qualified nurses will be sent out for us to interview soon. Of course, I have offered to raise hell at the agency, but Lisa wants to be diplomatic. She's right, I'm sure.

On the good side, Kent made JV baseball, and Clay made the middle school team. I am proud of my big kids, but they better get those grades up or I will turn into my Dad and ground them from playing. Like my ex will ever allow that! To her, C's stand for Cool.

I spoke to some old friends recently. It was good to catch up with Tim, Frank, and my cousin Chris. I even talked to Ol' Sal Keeney. He married up, that boy did. OK, so they all did. Me, too.

Work is tough right now. We have underperformed for about a year, and I get the brunt of it. I think we're about to turn a corner, so maybe I can get home before dark!

I am trying to remain my old self. I still like a good fart. I still have a touch of the redneck genes that run through my body. Enough to drink beer in the driveway, but not enough to go to Talladega. That should be all the explanation needed. I hope you will all bow your heads and pray for an improved quality of life for Brett, some rest for Lisa, and peace with what is surely to come.

David