Life with Grace

I've been wanting to blog but it seems that I've been falling asleep next to my Gracie before I can get to it.  Last night, poor Hope ended up spending most of the night outside because she didn't want to come in when I was getting ready for bed last night.  I had every intention of going downstairs and letting Hope in after I had watched Mike and Molly and Children of the Paranormal that I had recorded the night before, but I fell asleep during Children of the Paranormal.  Poor Hope is afraid of thunderstorms and I heard that it rained pretty hard around 11 p.m.  I woke up at 2 a.m. when I heard the cold front coming through and I let her in.  She looked at me like I was the meanest owner ever.  I told her, "Hey, if you came in like I asked you to the first time, you wouldn't have been stuck outside for so long."  I remember the days when Hope's safety and comfort were priorities for me...now not so much. 

So, on the Grace front, I am currently dealing with whether or not to take out the adnoids, tonsils and put in a ear tube.  We are getting a second opinion next week and I'm weighing in the pulmonologist's opinion (and cardiologist...now that I think about it he hasn't called me back! NOT COOL!)  I know a lot of people think it's a slam dunk sort of thing  to help cure her issues with strep throat but when you have a heart kiddo, you have to be more cautious.  This procedure would have her in ICU at the end, not coming home.  It's precautionary but it's PICU!  The whole idea of PICU gives me the willies.  We'll be there this summer for a few days so I really don't care to see it sooner.  The other thing is that the procedure would be done at another hospital...the one that gave me someone else's meds and an EEG when I had the chicken pox (yeah, didn't need the brainscan...someone else's)...so I'm a little leery.  I'm taking my time making this decision and making sure all of her doctors are on board. 

Halloweeen was a fun time for Gracie and her cousin Brennan.  They went trick or treating around his neighborhood.  It was incredibly hilly and she walked most of it.  She wouldn't let me hold her.  Finally at the end of Brennan's street, she asked me to pick her up.  I did.  I was proud of my little Mulan.  Yep, that's who she dressed as. On Saturday, I dressed her as Kai-Lan because she likes wearing her hair the Kai-Lan way.  When she has her hair that way she says, "I no Gracie...I key-lan."  Crazy girl!