Friday, November 20, 2009

Thanksgiving Dinner

The dinner with Christie was GREAT!. I was so happy getting to be with her. I got to let her have the middle of a deviled egg. She loves them and we always have them at Thanksgiving. It was wonderful to see such enjoyment from something so small that we all take for granted.I also gave her a bite of potato salad that was a pre packaged salad. Christie has always loved my potato salad. She made my day by exclaiming " It's not like home" I think she was saying it's not like Mama fixes.Either way close enough. This was the most wonderful time. I knew I would be happy but that doesn't even come close to the emotion I was feeling I could hardly contain myself.
I would also like to say Thank you to Mrs. Patricia, Christie's speech therapist. It was so nice of you to be there so Christie could be with us on such a special occasion. Mrs. Patrica has done a wonderful job with Christie. I will post pictures but in one of them. Patricia was checking on Christie's swallowing and she was very close to Christie to hear Christie speak to make sure her throat was clear and Christie hiccuped right in Patricia's face.It's one of those shocked, embarrassed and funny things all at once. It would have made a great Master Card commercial it was indeed priceless.
It was a long trip for a day but worth every mile. Round trip was over 1600 miles I would gladly do it again to see Christie so happy.
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Monday, November 16, 2009

Will be a Great Thanksgiving

FCC will be having their annual Thanksgiving dinner this Thursday. I found out today Christie will be there and will be able to eat dinner. Patricia the speech therapist will be there to help Christie.I will be there to eat the first meal with my daughter in a year and a half. What better time to get to eat with her than Thanksgiving. I also found out today Christie will be up graded to 3 meals a day now but she will have to be feed by a CNA. Christie can feed herself but she doesn't understand not to put to much in her mouth and she chokes herself. Richard and I will also be trained to feed her. I will start my training Thursday at the Thanksgiving dinner. I am so excited I can hardly stand it. I hope you all have as great a time Thanksgiving with your families as I will this Thursday with Christie.
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Visit with Christie & Court

Hi everyone,
I just got home and know everyone is anxiously awaiting the outcome of court. Court was canceled again. It has been decided that Richard and I should go before a mediator discuss and try to decided the best placement for Christie. If we can't come to a agreement then it will go back before the court for a judge to decide.
The visit with Christie was great. I even got to take her on the swings. I don't know which of us enjoyed it the most or who was the most tired afterward. Christie also remembered how to write her number 1-5 in Japanese. Joy bear got new pink tennis shoes and Christie has started drawing again. Christie still thinks she is 13 and she said she wants to stay the same forever and not have to grow up. I have included new pictures at the bottom. Please continue to Pray.
Becky
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About Christie

I am Becky, Christie's Mom and I want to tell you about Christie. Christie is a beautiful, outgoing, and caring person. She loves outside, turtles, frogs, birds all kinds of animals especially horses. Christie has talked about maybe becoming a vet. Christie was injured in a car wreck on April 19,2008. Christie has a severe globial brain injury where they had to remove the whole left tempral lobe. This blog is to share Christie's story. She is a fighter, and she is making a recovery that no one thought she would.

MOTHERS


This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Please Read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in Leisure...do not hurry... This is a treasure...
>For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,This is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is Even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.
>The young mother set her foot on the path of life. 'Is This the long way?' she asked. And the guide said:'Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it... But The end will be better than the beginning.'
But the young mother was happy, and she would not Believe that anything could be better than these years. So she Played with her children, and gathered flowers for Them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and The sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.'
>Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was Dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother Drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, 'Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.'
>And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and The children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,' A little patience and we are there.'So the children climbed, and when they reached the top They said, 'Mother, we would not have done it without you.'
>And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up At the stars and said, 'This is a better day than the last, for my Children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength.'
>And the next day came strange clouds which darkened The earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped And stumbled, and the mother said: 'Look up. Lift your eyes to the light. ' And the children looked and saw above the clouds An everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the Darkness. And that night the Mother said, 'This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.'
>And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and The years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with Courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, For she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,And beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And Mother said, 'I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end Is better than the beginning, for my children can Walk alone, and their children after them.'
>And the children said, 'You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.'And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates Closed after her. And they said: 'We cannot see her But she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She Is a living presence.......'
>Your Mother is always with you... She's the whisper Of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach In your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand On your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives Inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love And your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can Separate you.Not time, not space... Not even death!
>I LOVE YOU MY BABY GIRL