Michael Trump R.C.S.
Well well well, I have become way behind on filling everyone in on what is going on with little Reagan. Most everyone knows that he is home now and is doing great. The last I wrote he was six days sick and he is now nine days well. Yes Reagan R. Trump came home on Christmas eve around five in the pm. Having Reagan come home on Christmas eve was the greatest Christmas present ever; I thank god everyday for this wonderful little package. Okay well back to the hospital; Reagan had a hearing test and one final blood work up a few days before we all got to leave the 8th floor and head home. The
audiologists came down in the mid-afternoon hooked up these little sensors to his ears and forehead. The way the machine works I guess is that it is kind of like an EKG in the sense that it can pick up on little electrical impulses sent off by nerves. Well that is how it work. The test seemed to take forever, mainly because the equipment they were using kept killing batteries and had no wall power hook ups. But after Reagan calmed down and quit knocking off the sensors they were able to take a good test and as it turns out; Reagan passed his test with flying colors. The Audiologist said she was impressed with his hearing after all that had happen, Thank god. Now every six months till he is three he will getting hearing tests to make sure that he will be progressing like every other kid on the planet. All of his final blood tests came back great too and from there we just had to wait for him to finish his IV treatments and then we were off. Christmas eve was really hectic since Sarah was so ready to go home and we had Macey the last two nights who was also very ready to go home. Poor Macey was going through hell not being at home and having mommy and daddy around. She was throwing fits every night and I tell you what as soon as we were home Macey was right back to normal as if nothing had happen at all. These last nine days have been great and stressful all at the same time. Reagan is up at night and Macey has decided the fits are the way she can get what she wants and since it isn’t working I hope she grows out of that soon.
My test is in a few days and I feel far from ready and well I think I’ll be getting a tutor here in the new year. I don’t care just as long as I pass this damn thing; I want to be working in the hospital soon and so bad. Home pro is okay but far from what I need and want, and the liquor store is fun but it is nights… late nights; my newest adventure is chilling at a hotdog stand making a nice wage for a days work. I work there just one day a week so the owner can have a day off. Its fun though, and having these different jobs really keeps me from getting bored and such.
Reagan and Macey are doing well together now and Macey is seeming to adjust well. She does enjoy his toys more than he does. Reagan is looking around now and can train his eyes on anything he wants. He really loves his swing. It swings side to side and has like a mobile on it so when he is awake he entertained. There is also a mirror and he will look
and you through it too, now weather or not he knows I’m not in the mirror is a different story. I cant wait for it to warm up a bit so we can go to the park and get lots of outside picture of Macey and Reagan. I have a cool new camera thanks to my step dad Rich. He gave me his Cannon SLR and I plan to wear that thing out like I did to my Lumix. Don’t get me wrong the Lumix still works great but it is getting old and sometimes a little touchy when it comes to turning on and focusing. I think I have had it three years or so and have taken almost 100 gigs of photos (not on the RAW setting) so yeah the Lumix has my vote. We will see how well the Cannon holds up to my usage. I guess it may be a bit before I start getting some great pictures of him and until then there will always be my little Macey. …………………
So I ran way out of time and never got to post the above and now I am going to finish the above on 1/11/11. That’s a whole lots a ones.
I’ll start from the bottom. I haven’t really had the chance to use the camera to much but we (Sarah) got a great picture the other day when I had a morning off. Look at him just standing there at less than two months old. Okay okay I am just playing; I set him over the couch so he could look out the window (just like his daddy). I noticed that if I stuck the pillow there it would look like he was standing. This not taking picture leads into two other stories. Hmm which to start with.
When I started this post I had just a few day ‘till my test and now it has been a week since my test. Up above I wrote that I was prepared to fail and that getting a tutor wouldn’t be such a bad thing right. So I studied my ass off up until the test writing and rewriting things I wasn’t sure about. Making mental imprints of images that I could render up if needed for the test. My brain was on fire and coffee wasn’t putting it out. I locked my self in the old black room the day before the test only coming out for refills on coffee and short walks to calm the brain. I consumed plenty of fish oil gel caps and a few extra vitamins so my brain had plenty of fuel to run on. By night fall I had most of what I wanted in memory floating there repeating itself. Ya know when you think about something so much you like start to see it. My practice tests were still falling short of what I thought was acceptable and was sure I would be saving for another test. Before I laid down, I got down on my knees and prayed to god; I prayed that he would help me to retrieve what I had already knew and to give me clarity for the test. My prayer was very humbling since it has be a while since I have prayed on my knees. I slept on the couch so that I could get a full night sleep and not have the kids wake me up. My brain was going a hundred miles an hour and falling asleep really became a challenge; I woke up with just six hours of sleep and was ready to go; I prayed again for help remembering everything I had studied in school up until now. I started out leaving the house with plenty of time and after stopping for gas, high energy breakfast consisting of pickled sausage, salt & vinegar chips, a Rock star energy drink and a five hour energy; I also had to get air for the tires. The air was unexpected and only put me just a little bit behind; by the time I made it to 19 and alt19 the story change. Traffic was backed up and moving at a snails pace; as it turns out 19 south was flooded over with all the rain from the night before. That set me way back and I had to call the testing place because if your late you could be denied the chance to take the test. They gave me an extra half hour to get there and it was right to the minute when I got there. That place was very secure and it was like going into visitation at a prison. I had a camera on me the whole time, and a micro phone recording everything I said. One last prayer to god and I was off to try my best. When the first few questions came up I was thinking either I am delirious or this test is going to start messing with me. But no, the questions were written in no way like how the practice questions were. I finished the three hour test with one hour and forty-five minutes remaining. That really started to scary me. I clicked finish and holy crap!!!!!!!! I passed, Right there on the screen. I was ready to faint. And couldn’t wait to get outside and tell everyone I could. A thank you prayer was said while I waited for the testing people to come let me up from the desk. I call everyone I could and got home to my wife who was so happy for me.
I had a bit of running around to that same day and since then; I have just completed a seventy-five hour work week. Tonight it my first night of in a while and I am ready for freakin bed. Next week is almost the same and so is the week after, they will probably be like fifty hour weeks and soon after that I hope to have sent out a few hundred new applications with my CCI Registered Cardiac Sonographer title on it. Wish me luck because we are moving on up. I cant wait to break free from New Port Richey. Soon enough.
A tired father, goodnight
More to come
Michael Trump 