First, I must tell you that if you didn't read yesterday's blog post, scroll down to read that one first.
Dawn and I are celebrating our 13th anniversary today! Well, the truth is that we went out for dinner and entertainment last night. A few ladies from our church came over last night and Dawn and I went to Red Robin. We originally wanted to go to the Cheesecake Factory, but they are still without power. We thoroughly enjoyed our meal and we both ate too much. After dinner we went downtown to a bar called Howl at the Moon. Now, before we ruin your image of us, we only had soda (pop or Coke for those who don't know what "soda" is). There were a total of 12 people in the bar and they have two piano players playing tunes we all know and love. We had some laughs and just a good time away from home. With Dawn working from home and me being a stay-at-home dad, it is always good when we can get out of the house; even if it is only for a short time.I know that you are all wondering what is going on with Emily (at least you are if you read the last post). I called the neurologist about 11:00 and he called me back about 11:30 am. He went over the results of the MRI with me and I must say that it is hard to talk to a brain surgeon to start with, but when you add an Indian accent, it is more difficult. The basic gist I got was that things are the same. He mentioned that there is a cyst on her brain, but this is normal for her condition and is not something that he is concerned about. If he is not concerned about it, I guess I shouldn't be either?!
After he informed me of the results of the test, I informed him of what was going on with Emily and her seizures. He didn't seem too alarmed and did pretty much what I expected him to do...he increased her medication. We went back and forth a few times to make sure we were both on the same page, but the end result was that we are doubling her seizure medication and also her Baclofen (which is to relax her muscles). She has been fine since we did this. She even slept through the night last night. That was a blessing for us all!My dad turns 70 tomorrow! It is hard for me to grasp that, but it is the truth. He was born 4 days (I believe) before the 1938 hurricane. It was one of the worst hurricanes to hit RI ever! He can say he was there, but he doesn't remember too much about it. I just wanted to let him know that I love him, I miss him and I'm glad we got to spend some time together a few months ago when they came for a visit. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Now I would just like to add some photos of Emily. I know that you can never get enough of those...