This morning Sarah called us from school and she's feeling sick. She's had stomach aches for a couple of months now. They've gotten worse and she's been to see the doctor. They took blood tests (freaked Sarah out big time) and took stool samples (grossed Sarah out big time) and they all came back negative. When the doctor learned that she was getting worse and she's lost 9 pounds he got quite concerned and wanted to do more tests. Because we were heading to Utah we scheduled that for next week. So today things got worse than they've been before. She didn't want to miss her English class so we told her to hang out at the nurses office until her class. To make a long story short, Sarah called at least twenty times and right now as I write this she is in the hospital with Desiree Heaton passed out with an IV in her arm. Lisa is near hysteria but they think they've narrowed the problem down to "gastritis". This may actually be a blessing in disguise because if we were home we would have taken her to urgent care where they can't do the tests that they need to do. Ben Heaton is an ER doctor and took her straight to the hospital. I'll keep you up to date on Sarah's progress and Alycia's home in the park.
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Once we became good friends with the Huber's we learned that they celebrated both Canadian Thanksgiving and US Thanksgiving. That is a tradition we have carried with us to San Diego. One year we made a bunch of food and put it in the back of the van and prepared to head out to the Hubers for our feast. Brandon and Ben were being very rambunctious and we did our best to settle them down. We finally got everybody into the van and off we went to a wonderful meal. At the Hubers we were unloading the food from the back of the van and Lisa was walking out to the van and Warren calls out to her saying, "Lisa, I don't think you'd better come out here". This of course got Lisa very concerned and she insisted on finding out what was going on. Finally Warren relented and let her see the back of the van. There was Lisa's beautiful pumpkin pie with the perfect print of the pocket from a pair of Levi's jeans. Apparently Ben and Brandon had been hiding from each other and Ben had hopped into the back of the van after we had put the food in the car. Ben had sat in the pie and the bum print was so perfect that you could see the stitching in the pocket and the word "Levi". I think Ben was worried that he was going to be in big trouble but we all laughed pretty hard. From that time until now we always call pumpkin pie "bum pie". Also from that time until now it seems like Lisa's bum pie is destined for some type of tragedy. Some examples; one year a bottle of spice fell out of the cupboard and landed in the pie, another year the cat walked through the pie, another year Brandon and Kira celebrated Thanksgiving at BYU and Brandon sat in their pie. Every year we can't wait to see what is going to happen to our bum pie.
6 comments:
Fred, your post today had my emotions all over the place.
We are SO sorry to hear of the troubles your children are in. My goodness....never a dull moment at your house. We will keep you all in our prayers.
As for the bum pie, I can't stop laughing. Can't wait to hear what happens to the pie this year at THanksgiving.
Oh I love Bum pie! But dad ... check out your title of this post. You missed the "M"
I fixed it for him Kira. I called and told him he had a typo in the title. I do need to add something. The year the cat walked on the pie I had thankfully put a tea towel over the top of the pie so the cat did not directly walk in it but there was still two indentations from her paws.
bum bum...
Remember how Ben would cry when he was little when we would tell the story and laugh. He was so embarrassed about it. I'm glad he doesn't cry about it anymore!!!
i do cry, i just dont let anyone see me... :)
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