I like that the cymbal falls off and he keeps going. The show must go on.
Makes Yer Heart Go Bang Bang
HAPPY BIRTHDAY COOPER!!!!
Dear Cooper,
Today you are three years old. You woke me up this morning and talked all about how we're going to blow the candles out and have cake and pizza. I was weepy thinking that not too long ago you could not walk or speak. In the past year you have learned so much. You learned that life has many twists and turns.
You changed schools.
You made new friends.
You had your first trip to the hospital.
You rode a horse.
You started using the potty.
You can sing Elton John songs.
You play a mean drum.
You say 'please' and 'thank you' and 'excuse me.'
You love fruit and hate chocolate.
You love playing in your tent.
You love playing with your daddy.
You are so brave.
You impress me every day.
I love you more than there are words to say, Cooper.
Happy Birthday!
VICTORY DANCE!
I'm so busy at work, but I can feel your yearnings for some Coop.
This vid is older, but I like watching it. It reminds me to take pride in my accomplishments. I don't think I'm proud enough of me. The truth is, I'm not so awful and Cooper is proof of that.
Pneumonia Infection of the Left Lung
The first movie I remember seeing was E.T. I went to a drive in with my parents. I loved it. Except for the part where E.T. was sick and dying. Tears were rolling down my face. I felt red hot. My heart hurt. But (SPOILER!) E.T. gets better.
I hate sickness. I'm no good around it. Even when Jakob gets so much as a sniffle, I make some soup, pick up some drugs at Ralph's pharmacy and then run for cover. I have a hard time dealing. SERIOUS things like HOSPITALS and IV's and X-RAYS leave me feeling a sense of horror that I just can't describe to you right now. Hospitals are scary places and this impending "pandemic" has made them even more terrifying since I can't see ANYONE's mouth (patients, nurses, doctors are all wearing masks) and all I hear are children coughing, wheezing and crying in agony.
I am currently sitting in Room 533B at Los Angeles Children's Hospital. Cooper has been on a steady regimen of antibiotics to counteract the pneumonia infection. It has made breathing difficult for him.
We spent nearly 12 hours yesterday waiting in a "respiratory room" for a hospital bed to become available. Cooper was amazing. He was so brave and even chatty with the nurses...especially the cute blonde named Lindsay. He was sort of in love with her even though she gave him an "ouchie" when she put in the IV. He said, "Mommy gives me a Band-Aid and kisses and I feel better!" He was trying to tell her how to do her job. She tried to distract him by pointing to the Nemo stickers on the wall.
"Look, that's Nemo!"
"No!" Cooper replied, "That's Nemo's daddy, Marlin."
"Oh." She looked the sticker over. "You know, he's totally right. Nemo would have the gimpy fin. That is Nemo's dad! He's the first one to point that out!" (My gosh, he's soooo Jakob sometimes!) She immediately won him over by giving him a dinosaur sticker...triceratops, his fave!
His numbers are still struggling. Yesterday, he was at a blood oxygen level of 80...nope, that's not good. Today, he's hovering at 90 and 91. He's still asleep. Jakob's asleep. I...well, sleep wasn't coming to me last night. I'll sleep when his eyes and complexion look a little less, "Children of the Damned."
Thanks for all your well wishing. I'll keep you all updated as best I can.
New Fave Band:
Ladies and Geklefins...please enjoy the musical stylings of...
COOPER AND THE UNCLES!!!!
CLICK HERE to see Cooper and Uncle Sean rock the guitar
CLICK HERE to see Cooper go solo
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