Halftime Post - Hawks beat Illini, IA State goes down to Texas, decides to rest before March Madness

I'm sick. Mindy's sick. I just went to the doctor for a routine physical to give me the 'all clear' for surgery and I had some upside down t-waves on one of the anterior leads. Since I've never had an EKG before, he has nothing to compare it to, so sometime next week I'll be doing one of those stress tests on a treadmill. I did eat Chicken McNuggets without taking off the skin when I was a kid, worked at Wendy's fast food and I've gained a lot of weight since the kids were born, but I've recently lost a few (literally, a few = two) pounds, just put them back on with Keebler fudge grahams, but both Mindy and I are perpetually exhausted but here are a couple of blurbs about our little miracles.

We got some great news for Brielle that we can move her down to 1/4 liter from 1/2, that's a big progress note as we move her off of oxygen one day. Mindy read that during teething kids get worse GERD (that's like worse grammar) so hopefully one day Bri will just keep smiling like she does in the mornings.

I know that whole thing about Ellen was totally fake, but this was real, I met and shook hands with Woz, for those of you that don't know, Steve Wozniak, co-founder of Apple!  (It's a big deal for us nerds!)

I did submit a 1500 character email (the limit) to Ellen asking for her to call Mindy. Here are the 1500 characters:

Mag Toxic: My wife Mindy, hospital bedridden with a pink bucket she no longer has the energy to lift her head and vomit into,  with a catheter draining urine to her bedside, last night nodded to voluntarily slam herself into oblivion by having Magnesium Sulfate go into her veins, to stop her contractions, then watch as they increased the dose, delay the preterm labor at 19 weeks, allow time for cerclage on her incompetent cervix, her glazed eyes and matted hair sandwiched between two ice bags used to lower her temperature, she whispered, “I feel like I’m going to die,” as the mag fought the calcium, giving her the uncontrollable shakes, my wife told me that 1 in 3,000 dies in childbirth, I don’t know if she’ll survive, she looks like death, all I can think is how far I married above my station.


Bed Rest:
At least you're not an elephant. They're pregnant for 22 months.
Did you fart? Does it smell? Yes. Then yes, I did fart.
Is baby A still kicking you in the vagina? No, now the rectum.
Did you just pee on me? No, just did that one night I was on the mag.
I see pregnant women everywhere. So? They're standing.

NICU:
Places the pumps on her breasts for 20 minutes. Freezes bottles. Showers. Goes to the hospital. Does the babies' cares, kangaroos, meets with the nurses, doctors, pumps, repeats, loses one more day she can't be with her kids at home for 11 weeks.

Now:
She works full-time and it would mean so much for her to just get a call from Ellen saying, "Good job Mindy"

So I try to get Ri to say her new word and she says it once.

Here is take two.

Does someone need a hug?

Teagan pseudo-crawling. They all like to roll over now.

So cute. Actual head size.

View from next to Teagan. Proportionally, if Teagan is 2 feet tall, and Mindy is 5'4", then to Mindy a person from this angle would be about 16 feet tall. Now wonder they freak out sometimes!

Teagan really wishing she was 2 feet AND 2 inches tall

I'll put you in bed when you finish your bottle.

Steve Wozniak at iWeek today at DMACC West Campus

I got his autograph!