Saturday, August 24, 2013

The Maine Event 2013: Weeks 1 and 2

Night 1 in the 1960s.
This year's Maine vacation started under a cloak of secrecy.

The Shepards snuck into OOB a day early in order to help with Nana Bev's surprise 80th birthday party. As far as Nana Bev knew, we were not scheduled to be in Maine until Saturday. But, after an overnight stay in a 1960s motel in Sturbridge, Mass. on Thursday, we slipped into Maine on Friday to join Toots and Glenn.

The party went off like clockwork on Saturday and Nana Bev was duly surprised.

Sunday was a warm sunny day and everyone went to the beach. That night we went to our first-ever Old Orchard Beach Raging Tides baseball game. Loved it (and we won in extra innings).

We did our usually OOB stuff until we headed to Mt. Washington on Thursday. The girls splished and splashed in all the Mt. Washington Hotel swimming pools until dinner.

The portrait.
On Friday we met with cousins Claire, Larry, Randy and Steven as they coincidentally started their Mt. Washington Hotel vacation. While we were waiting for the cousins to arrive, the girls sat for a portrait in the hotel lobby.

When we returned to the cottage Friday evening, cousins Randy and Rochelle were waiting for us. Randy and Ro stuck around for fun in the sun until Saturday afternoon. On Sunday we went canoeing in the Scarborough marsh. We were very happy to get back to dry land.

On Monday morning Daddy's taxi didn't show up, so he had to drive himself to the airport at 4:45 am.

On Friday Daddy missed his flight back to Maine and had to hang out at JFK until the next flight... 3 hours later. By missing the flight he (I) also missed connecting with our honored guests Theo and Cindy who had just flown in from L.A.

Theo and Cindy stayed until Monday and thoroughly enjoyed their stay (despite Stella and Marni).

And on Monday, Daddy flew off to NYC again.

So ended week 2.



Helping the Chef for Nana Bev's party.


Cooking.


The surprised birthday girl.


The food.

Glenn giving instructions on how to eat.

Dressed up for Nana's party.

Eating on the hammock with Lilly.

The cousins and their tongues.

Best buddies.

Cousins (and Papa Art).

Spilling out into the side yard.

Helping Nana blow out the candles.



Our first-ever Raging Tide game.


This ball came whizzing past Marni's head.

Baseball fashion.


Crabbing.



Snoozing at the Mt. Washington Hotel.


Hot mama, poolside.

Hot chocolate time on the hotel porch.

The beauties.


Enjoying ice cream at our new place, Garside's.

Sleeping beauty.

Enjoying the beach.

Fun in a rain storm.

Beach babe.

The girls and Ro at the Lobster Shack.

Canoing in Scarborough.
 
Theo, Cindy, us and 6 more friends.


Cindy playing Monopoly with the cheaters.

Dinner at Fore Street.

A little B.U. reunion with Eileen.

At the Portland Head Light.

Torturing Cindy.




Wednesday, August 21, 2013

We're 6!

Six years ago I started this blog while relaxing at the old cottage. It's been a lot of fun for me and I hope that it'll be a valuable tool for looking back when the girls get a little older. Marni already likes to browse through the blog and reminisce. The fact that Stella can now read whatever I write has prompted me to think a little harder before writing. Here are some facts:




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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Stelliac

Stella's hospital fashion.
A bunch of years ago a parent commented to me that our girls were so cute and small. I answered that we raised them that way due to the lack of space in New York City apartments. Like Shetland ponies.

Indeed, the girls are petite. And that's what began to concern their pediatrician. So a month ago the doctor ordered some tests for Stella. A bone-age x-ray and a blood test.

To put it mildly, Stella didn't like the blood test. Or the second blood test.

The bone-age test came out okay. But the blood test results indicated that Stella had Celiac Disease.

Well, that explained a lot.

The next step, after much arguing discussion, was to do an endoscopy and tissue biopsy to confirm the diagnosis and determine the damage to her stomach and intestines.

Nana and Papa Shepard came down to Brooklyn to take care of Marni on the day of Stella's procedure.

On Tuesday (July 30) Lisa and I drove Stella to Columbia Presbyterian Hospital early in the morning. Stellie was in good spirits and chatted nervously as we checked her in. 

Waiting to get started.
She got into her hospital pajamas (extra small) and played on the iPad while the doctors and nurses did their thing. Eventually, she was given liquid "sleepy juice" to mellow her out. After a while she got drowsy and we brought her into the room where the procedure was going to take place. She was fast asleep within 15 seconds of gas.

Less than a half hour later we were brought into the recovery room where sleeping beauty was already waiting. It took her over an hour to wake up, but when she did she was a very happy camper. She actually said it was very cozy there and that she wouldn't mind doing it again. Within another hour we were on our way home.

Two days later the results of the biopsy came back confirming Celiac.

So now what?

Stella's been amazingly brave and accepting of her new lifestyle. She bemoans that fact that McDonalds and Subway are no longer a part of her life. She misses french fries. And Stella often thinks that Marni should no longer eat things that she used to like (that's still to be determined). She's very involved in her dietary changes and is cautious (and a little worried) about what she eats. She's discovered Chex cereal and some very expensive gluten-free pretzels. She's understandably apprehensive about going back to school but she's excited about switching back to home made lunch (Lisa, not so excited).

As for Lisa, she's researching and shopping nonstop for new gluten-free foods for Stella. I've become very adept at using my phone and the web to determine what's gluten free and what's not.

Stella's gastroenterologist has recommended that Marni, Lisa and I all get tested for Celiac since it's genetic. Supposedly it's very likely that siblings have the disease. My blood test has already indicated that I don't have Celiac, but genetic testing (which is a cheek swab) is required for all of us.

Meanwhile, we patiently wait for Stella's damaged tummy to heal and for her anticipated growth spurt to start.

One less Shetland pony.

The sleepy juice is kicking in.

Coming out of it.

Cozy and happy after her "nap".