Tuesday, October 30, 2012

T&A: The Update.

So I haven't been very good at taking pictures of our sick Gringanada.
Mostly because there isn't really anything to take a picture of.
She has actually done really well.
She has been a little more sensitive than normal and she wants to be held a lot more.  The very first day was the worst so far.  She cried a lot and I didn't really know how to comfort her.
She doesn't find teasing and tickling very funny right now and she just kind of wants everyone to leave her alone.
She did run a 101.5* fever in the evening of the 1st and 2nd day.
The biggest problem we have had is that she doesn't like to take any liquid medicines.
So basically I had to force feed her every time she needed ibuprofen or Tylenol.  It was horrible, but it really made her feel better.  I eventually gave up trying because it wasn't worth the battle. Although she took it just fine when Ali gave it to her...Little Brat.  
We finally got her the ibuprofen chew tablets and that has made a huge difference.
As far as eating and drinking, she hasn't done too bad.
I just have constantly offered her something to drink and always had plenty of snacks like ice, ice cream, ice cream cake...all of those good things.
One of the biggest differences I have noticed so far is that ZZ has had awesome monster breath...and brushing doesn't help.  Her almost constant runny nose has also basically gone away, but she does drool a lot the last few days.
I think it is a mixture of the scabs in the back of her throat and not drinking quite as much as usual.
She hasn't been talking as much as normal.
She doesn't say a whole lot anyway, but now she just keeps extra quite.

Day Two Post Op was also Sergio's birthday.
We should have probably taken it easy, but we didn't.
We had several errands to run and ZZ was a trooper.
She loved helping her daddy open all of his presents.
Day Three was church and she slept a lot that day. 
 We only made it to sacrament and she was running down the isles and army crawling under the benches like normal.
You would never have guessed that she had her tonsils taken out a few days before, but that evening she was pretty grumpy.
Day Four we had family pictures and we had a melt down right before we left.
I thought it was going to be horrible, but she smiled in every picture...and even when we were all done taking pictures she was still smiling with Miss C.
I have done her hair the least amount possible too.
So basically...I did it for pictures...and that is all.
She never likes me to do it, but it seems like her hair has been really sensitive.
You know when you run a fever and your hair hurts?  
I wonder if it is something like that.
I made the mistake of Googling tonsillectomy in toddlers right before the surgery and other people have had it a lot worst off than we have.
I am glad that this has been a lot better experience than what I had read.
 Over all she is still just a little goof ball...but just a little less goofy than normal.
ZZ has her next Dr's appointment on the 7th so expect another update soon.

Friday, October 26, 2012

T & A: Tonsils and Adenoids That Is...Day 1

Tonsils and Adenoids probably aren't the first thing you think of when you hear T&A.
I chuckled in my heart every time it was referenced...since I think she is a little small to have either kind of surgery (20 months old). 
This is my a little update on our Gringanada.

Needless to say last night I didn't sleep at all.
I don't know how many times I woke up just to check the clock to make sure I hadn't slept in.  I don't think running late was really my concern...but that's how my subconscious handled the stress of the pre-surgery.
This morning we headed to the clinic at 7:30 where we waited in a waiting room while they had me sign a bundle of papers of all the things that could happen but they didn't want to be responsible of if they did.
They told me about the procedure.
Basically they were going to take her into the O.R. and put her to sleep on gas, then while she was asleep they would put an IV in. After the IV is in they run a breathing tube down her throat so that her airways don't get closed off when they are working in her little mouth.
I don't know all of the techniques they use to actually remove the tonsils and adenoids but I know burning was mentioned.  That's about the time I tuned out. The whole surgery takes about 30 minutes.
They leave her in a recovery room to wake up before they bring her back to the room where we were waiting.
All of the nurses were super sweet and helpful.  I really love the ambulatory center.

When Dr. Paterson came in after the procedure he said that everything went really well and that ZZ's tonsils were actually pretty scarred up for her age and that it was a good decision to have them taken out.  I was grateful he said that because I had been second guessing if she really needed this surgery or not, so that put my mind to rest. 
He also said that putting ZZ's IV's in took longer than the whole tonsillectomy.
When I saw her after the surgery I could tell what he meant.
 
I think I counted 7 "tries" and 1 actual hit.
That arm actually has 3 tires in it.
This was what her IV looked like when she came out of the operation room. I know that little kids are really hard to hit and that ZZ's pudgy arms probably didn't help a whole lot...but 7 times seems a little excessive. 
 The anesthesiologist came in and joked that I would have to be careful when she drinks water because she could leak like a strainer.
I don't know if I gave her a sympathy laugh or scowled at her but the good news is that they finally got in in her.
I think the hardest part for me was when I could hear her crying in the recovery room and I couldn't go and comfort her.  She wasn't there for very long before they brought her in to me and I realized that  it wouldn't have mattered if I was in there or not, she wasn't going to be comforted. 
We did have a little mommy daughter moment where I did feel like I could help...
Even if it only lasted for a moment...
She was not impressed with the oxygen monitor on her foot and she wanted it off right now and she was as mad as a hornet that they they made her leave it on. 
Once it was off she cuddled right in and stayed pretty calm.
It took her a while to actually wake up.
Once she did really wake up she just cried...and cried...
and cried...
So we got her home and pumped her up with ibuprofen and Tylenol.
I think this picture pretty much captures exactly how completely and horribly miserable she really did feel.  Her little face was so swollen, especially her little lips.  
It's been a pretty long day.  We have watched like 6 rounds of Disney movies, ate ice, a banana, half a popsicle, and a couple of capri suns.
She was really thirsty but drinking out of her sippy cup hurt really bad, but the capri sun evidently wasn't as hard to suck.
She was also really hungry and every time she would find something that looked extra yummy to her, like a donut hole for example, she would take a small nibble and then start crying and spit it out.  
We did have some playing moments too. 
They weren't very long but they were there.
I showered her tonight because she has been drooling a lot and she HATES taking her medicine so she was getting pretty sticky.  While she was in the shower I was singing to her...like I find myself doing a lot (the acoustics in there are awesome!)
As I sang The Wise Man and the Foolish Man...she helped me sing the chorus which was kind of a big deal since I hadn't heard her say really anything all day.  She also helped me sing the BEAM part in Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam.
It brought joy to my soul.

Overall I hope she keeps getting feeling better and better and better, but I have heard that day 3-5 are usually the worst.  So basically the day we get family pictures taken or Halloween.
The whole recovery time is usually 10 days, and from what I understand it takes the whole 10 days.

So needless to say we will be taking these next few days pretty easy.
I will try to keep updating the blog to have everything documented.

I would like to thank all of my amazing family and friends for all of your help (Mom) and support and prayers.  I have felt comforted, and I think ZZ has too.
So thanks to you all and please...keep it coming. 

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Murphy's Law...or something else?

These last couple of week have been a little insane.
At first glace it really looks like
  
is catching up to us...

On the Saturday of General Conference as Sergio was pulling out of the Stake Center parking lot after the Priesthood Session and he nicked the side of someone's car.  Sergio was mortified.  Luckily they were in the car and they were able to swap information.

There wasn't any damage to our car except what was left from their paint.
They had their car looked at and the estimate was that it would be $512 to fix the dent and repaint.
(We didn't turn it into our insurance because we like our low non-accident rate a lot better.) 

Our heater had also went out on our car a few weeks before so I took it in to get fixed.
($350)
The next day I brought my car home from the shop.
We hung outside for a little while but I kept smelling smoke.  
...it didn't take long to realize that it was coming from my car!  I popped the hood and the smoke came pouring out.
Feel free to watch this short panicky video of the fire...
video
It was seriously in flames...and all of our fire extinguishers were empty.
Thank goodness for Baking Soda.  
It put the fire right out.
We called the repair people and they sent out a wrecker to pick up my car the next morning.
A few days later they had replaced a few things ($0) and I had my car back.
They still don't know why the car had caught on fire and it wasn't really anywhere close to the heater core but since it happened right after it got out of the shop they took care of it..

Sergio has also reached his 2 year mark for getting his green card, so we are now in the process of getting it changed from temporary to a permanent resident.
(You can read about the whole process of doing this the first time on my mom's blog
here and here.)
This time the paperwork seemed quite a bit easier.
We had to give every bit of evidence that we could find (tax forms, birth certificates, bank accounts, car titles, health insurance cards, etc.) that we are actually still a married couple.  I sent all of it off this week with a check for $590.  I don't know how long it will take to hear back from them whether it is has been approved or asking for more information.
Hopefully it is all a smooth process.  It has been more complicated than we expected in the past.
I am sure I will keep you all updated on all this fun stuff.
Next year he can apply for Citizenship...which is a whole new set of paperwork...but would also mark the end of our paper trail.

Today ZZ had her 1 year check up from getting tubes.
It's pretty amazing how much she has grown!
At her 6 month check up I had told the doctor that ZZ was still always getting sick and that she snores at night.  
He looked at her tonsils and said they looked like they were pretty big.
Although she has been doing much better in the last few months, she still gets sick regularly, she gets food stuck in her throat easily and she still had a little snore.
Today he looked at her tonsils and said they still are really big.
We have scheduled a Tonsillectomy & the removal of her adenoids for this Friday.
I am not going to lie.  I am pretty nervous.  She is a strong little girl, but I certainly don't like to see her in pain.
Not to mention...Saturday is Sergio's Birthday and Wednesday if Halloween...I hope she is feeling up to doing fun Halloween things!

On the flip side of all of this...
EVERYTHING that could go wrong hasn't quite yet.

The car repair for Sergio's accident was $100 less than what they had original quoted which was a pleasant surprise and gratefully accepted.

With the car fire...I am so glad we stuck around outside for a little bit.  I can only imagine the damage that would have been done if we would have went straight inside the house.
I am also sooo glad I took my car into the shop when we did...I think a wrecker and the replacement parts would have been a lot more expensive than just the heater. (That is, if it really was a preexisting condition...I honestly don't believe that it was.)

Also...Sergio has been getting plenty of hours at work and overtime so that helps lighten the load quite a bit.  We are also grateful for amazing insurance that really helps out.

With ZZ tonsils...I am so excited for her to get feeling better.
I know it will probably be a little traumatic for all of us but so much better than a sick little girl.  I was actually hoping that they would be willing to take them out...but now the nervousness is starting to set in!

So I guess what I am really trying to say is that things aren't really as bad as they first appear.
We really have been taken care of.

I know that if we keep doing our part everything will turn out wonderfully.

Please send your prayers ZZ's way this weekend.
We will take all of them we can get.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Our Little Getaway

In celebration of Anniversary Week Sergio came home from work on Wednesday a little bit early with beautiful red roses and chocolates.
We packed our bags and hit the road.
We headed towards Logan, Utah because there are few things more beautiful than seeing the trees change colors in Cache Valley.

We made it to Maddox's in Brigham City, Utah right about the time they were closing.
They are pro's at grilling up a perfect steak.  We were both starving so it was extra delicious!
After dinner we headed to Logan, where we stayed at Anniversary Inn.
They are an awesome bed and breakfast.
The service is awesome.  
It is really private and they even have cheese cake and sparkling cider waiting in the room for you.
The next day we went to the temple and did a sealing session.
It was extra awesome because we were the only couple there for the first 20 minutes or so.
Afterwards we headed to an awesome corn maze at the American West Heritage Center.
The weather was perfect and the company was great.
We had so much fun getting lost together.
We eventually found our way out of the maze.
Even though it was on a less traveled path.
After we had done the whole 'maze in the light' thing we decided to up the ante and do the black out maze.
It was really dark.
Sergio was less of a fan of this one.
I am terrified of the dark...so I am proud to say that I made my way all the way through.
High-five anyone?

The best part of the corn maze is that it has a bunch of other fun things to do too.
There was a gourd launcher...
A tomahawk throw...


and BB guns!
There was also a big slide but we opted out of that one.

It is also kind of like a live history museum.
They had a man teaching people how to make lead bullets and a few other booths.
AND if you are there after 5:00 there are pony rides and train rides!

After we had all the fun we could handle there we found this awesome little "Brazilian" Restaurant called the Gaucho Grill.
(Sergio was convinced that there was very little Brazillian about it since Gaucho is an Argentina word and all the decor was pretty Argentine too.)
The food was awesome!
The meat was cooked perfectly in true Brazilian style.

Once we were stuffed we headed home again.
ZZ had a lot of fun with Grandma but I think she was pretty excited to see us again.
She just ran around is circles.
It's kind of silly how much I can miss this little girl.
We are so grateful for this last few years and all the blessing that we have received and she is definitely our favorite one.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

The Story of US...The long version.


This last week has been Sergio and my Anniversary week!
We are lucky enough to have a whole week of festivities.
Today is our actually wedding anniversary.  So in commemoration I have decided to blog our very long story about us.
I met Sergio while I was on my mission in Argentina.  He was our ward Elder's Quorm President in my last area.  I remember the first time I met him.  It was my first day in Tucuman Centro and we had gone over because Sergio and his brother, Juan, always helped the missionaries teach lessons.  Sergio answered.  He was in ragged clothes and his hair was all messed up like he had just woken up.  I remember my companion, Hna Ream, saying…'He usually doesn’t look like that.’  She was right.  Sergio was always in a dress shirt and slacks and was always dressed to the 9’s.  Mostly because of his job as a Marketing Consultant he knew that image was everything.  As a missionary I found him kind, outgoing, and he was a great help with missionary work, but there was something about him that I always tried to keep my distance from him.  I guess the nice way to say it was that I wasn't very fond of him.  (Later I decided that this feeling was a way for my heart to protect me and let me be a good missionary, because if I would have known how much I was going to love him it would have been impossible.)
While I had been on my mission my mom had got in contact with Sergio and they became “facebook friends.”  When I came home from my mission I really missed Argentina.  My mom still kept in contact with Sergio and his brother Juan.  She would always try to get me to talk to him online, but I had little interest in keeping in contact with him.  I found that after my mission that I wanted to kind of eliminate anything that reminded me of Argentina so that it wouldn't hurt so bad being so far away from the people that I had taught and loved so much.
Juan was getting ready to be married in Buenos Aires and he invited my mom and I to come.  I think he was completely surprised to hear my mom say that we would be coming.  But not nearly as surprised as I was when we got permission from my dad.  I was excited to go and show my mom my mission and let her meet all the amazing people that I had met in the year and a half that I had served there.
We arrived in Argentina in July 2009.  We went to Juan and Antonella’s wedding.  It was beautiful and the sealing was one of the most amazing sealings I have ever been to.   After the wedding ceremony they had rented a van to take everyone back to a dinner at her grandparents home, but the van was short a seat.  I decided that I would travel a crossed Buenos Aires with Sergio so he wouldn’t have to go by himself and send my mom in the van because it was going to take a while. 
I am so glad that I did.
That bus ride, subway ride and walk changed my eternity.
We talked and I felt something in my heart that I had never felt before.  At first I thought it was just a crush. I thought…Hey I am on vacation!! I’m not a missionary! I can date hot Argentines!  I am going home in 10 days anyway!
HA!
It turns out that it was love.

A few days later we headed back to northern Argentina where I served my mission.  I saw Sergio a lot and he was an amazing cook.  I loved pretty much everything about him.  My mom and I went to some of the other areas of mission with a friend, Luciana.  Sergio had to stay home because of work.  We were only gone a couple of days…but I missed him. 
When the 10 days were over I still wasn’t ready to come home.  I called my dad and asked if we could stay for a couple more days.  He said yes since he was in one of the busiest times of the year and wasn’t really ever home anyway.  Our quick 10 day trip soon turned into a month.  Then 2 months.  At about that point my dad was threatening my mom with a divorce if she didn't come home soon.


I knew that soon I was going to have to make a decision.  Go home and probably never see Sergio again…or get married.

 I will never forget the day Sergio Skyped my dad.  I think I was more nervous than he was…which probably added to his nervousness.   We were in a public computer library and he told my dad in broken English that he would like to marry me.  I went and hid in another booth dying of a mixture of excitement and anxiety.  I walked over to see how things were going when my dad said… “well you can marry her as long as you love her as much as I do.”  I will never forget his response. “I think I will love her more.”
My dad started finding a way to be able to make his way to Argentina to be with us.  We scheduled a temple appointment for October 10th.  The temple was getting ready to close a couple of weeks later so really, everything worked out perfectly…but we had very little time to plan.

While my dad was in Argentina we made a quick trip around some of my mission and headed home.

I felt so overwhelmed because things just weren’t quite how I imagined my wedding.  My heart hurt that my family wasn’t going to be able to be there and I struggled a lot about what everyone was going to say about me.  (Marrying someone from your mission is strongly looked down upon, especially in my mission, because everyone assumes that you broke the mission rules of no dating while you are a missionary.)  I don’t know why I was so worried about that but it really took its toll on me.  Most of my friends and family were very supportive and a little sad that they weren’t going to be with me on my big day.

One of the ladies in our ward offered to make my dress for me.  She was so sweet.  We went and picked out fabric.  We only had one fitting and she whipped my dress together.  
We weren’t going to have a reception, but our Bishop was so kind.  He said…you guys don’t have to come but we are having a reception for you anyway!

In Argentina an LDS temple marriage isn’t considered legally binding so we got to be married two times!

On October 7th, 2009 we crowded into a small courthouse (that they just so happened to be remodeling while we were getting married) in Sergio’s hometown where we were legal married.  It was a simple ceremony with a lot of words.  All of his family a couple of his friends and my parents were there.   Afterwards we went back to Sergio’s house where we had a little fiesta.
The next night the Young Women’s presidency and a few other people in our ward had put together a nice reception for us.  I showed up really late (yes to my own reception) because I was kind of mildly freaking out.   
When we entered the reception hall we were greeted with so many friendly faces.  
They told me that we were going to have the waltz.  
The What?  I didn’t have the slightest idea of how to dance, let alone in front of the some 100+ people that were there.  The young women swept me into a small classroom and taught me the basic steps.  Then rushed me back into the multi-purpose room.  The music started and I made a fool of myself, at least I felt like a fool.   
The tradition is that first you start dancing with your groom then other people can cut in.  
Anyone that wants to congratulate you on your wedding is able to take a turn dancing with you.   It is much more fun than your traditional Mormon reception line: Drop the gift, shake hands, eat cake and go.

The next day we packed up and My mom, Dad, Mother-in-law and Father-in-law, Sergio and I all got on a bus and made our way the 14+ hours to Buenos Aires.  We arrived the morning of our wedding.  When we finally arrived there were only a couple of hours until our sealing.  We talked with Juan and Antonella for a while and I quickly got ready.  I was so stressed out because my hair wouldn’t do anything and due to really bad planning all 8 of us were trying to get ready in a very crowded one bedroom 1 bathroom apartment.
We were finally headed out the door and on our way to the temple.  We started by riding on a train, then by bus, then we realized that we were running late so we caught a cab only to find out that none of our cab drivers knew how to get us to the temple.  It was more than a little frustrating.  By the time we finally got there we really were late.  I got dressed into my wedding dress only to find that the long sleeves that were suppose to attach to my short sleeved dress didn’t quite cover my whole arm so I had to wear a overcoat, which would have been fine except the only size that they had left was extra extra extra large.  At that point I didn’t care though.  I was just happy to have made it to the temple.

The sealing room was beautiful.  It was ceiling to floor mirrors.  Sergio looked as handsome as ever.

After the sealing I tried to make my hair presentable which was pretty much impossible at this point.  I gave up since everyone was waiting for us outside of the temple and we made our grand exit into the real world as a married couple for time and all eternity. 
We got several pictures, but none of them turned out quite the way I would have liked them to. 
I am pretty sure it is because we were all completely and totally exhausted.  After that we went back to Juan and Antonella's house (on the other side of town again) for a late dinner as is tradition in Argentina.  In all honesty it was very kind of them but I was ready to get out of there!
                                                                                                                                          
The next day my mom and dad made their way back to the States. We met them at the airport to say bye.   Sergio and I enjoyed a week of honey mooning in the romantic city of Buenos Aires before we headed back to northern Argentina where the rest of our lives began.
The last few years have been quite the adventure.  We have yet to have a dull moment.  I am so grateful to be married to such a wonderful guy.  I will be eternally grateful that we found each other. I love Sergio.  I love his testimony and the faith that he has in our Heavenly Father.  I love the way we argue over stupid things.  I love that I never have to ask him to take out the garbage or any of those other chores, he just sees that they need to be done and he does it. I love the way he plays with ZZ. She is our greatest joy.  I am grateful for his patience with me, even when I am not patient.  He is one heck of a guy and I am excited to see what all eternity has in store for us!

Happy 3rd Anniversary to us!