Bad news...

Last night I got a call about my Mom's sister, my aunt Debbie. She is going through probably her most difficult trial in life. She has a very serious blood disease and has been given one to three months to live. She'd been given a blood transfusion, but her body was already rejecting it. While this new sad news sets in, I will be thinking of her and reflecting on the time I have had to know this great lady.

What a difference a week makes...

Lindsay is healing quite well. Still hoping for no scaring. Her face is clean, she just has dumb things called moluscum or something like that. It makes me think of face barnicales. They supposedly go away on there own anywhere from 6 months to 2 years. It's been so long, I wouldn't be surprised if we fall in the 2 year category! At least I could pull together a family portrait and feel a little better about it.

Hopefully no physical scar will occur...

The other day I made an unscheduled quick trip to bountiful. Lindsays face met pavement riding a plastic Dora trike, it tried to run away from her and bucked her off quickly and forcefully. Accidents happen, I just hope this one isn't permanent. We're putting neosporin creme on three times a day and I'm thinking about trying Mederma.