Evabeth has her last routine visit with the neurologists at Riley. Her Dr. is Romanian and she can do a hilarious imitation of him, "Soooo... Ow are yu veeling today?" Like a Transilvanian Vampire! Even he laughs when she does it for him. She has been doing so well on her medication and I am pretty sure we'll skate through this visit. While she isn't cured, the difference in her is so great that we feel that we can certainly be very happy and feel very blessed with her current condition. She told me last night that she was going to outgrow it and I thought, "From your mouth to God's ears, little one." I will be glad to wrap up our visits at Riley- they are very good to us there, but it will be nice to come back home and have visits with the local drs- like normal people. At least until she has a growing spurt. Then it'll be back to the circus. But she is only 7 so I figure she has a couple years until... things change. Lord willing.
How do you like our "do's"? I wear my hair pulled up most of the time, and the girl's wanted theirs up, too. Of course Abe had to have his picture taken, too. Eva's dress is a sore point with me. You didn't notice it? I really don't like fussy clothes- lace or big flowers... but a friend made it and Evabeth loves it- of course! So she gets to wear it around the house- didn't want you thinking I'd let her out of the house in that giddup. It looks like a curtain, doesn't it? A little Von Trap child. The more froo-froo, the more she likes it. Typical 7, huh?
Update: Bummer. Because Eva had a severe convulsion in the past 6 months, and she still has some abnormal brain activity, her meds are being increased and she isn't being released from the specialists' care. No big deal really. I guess I was just ready to get on with our lives. Which of course, we still can. 6 more months. We can do that.