Purging...

at many levels...

It's 3:42 a.m. and I've come to the conclusion that it was around July of 1996 that I got my last full nights sleep. (About April of 1997 for Jared...) I've just spent the last 45 minutes tearing 3 tags out of Seth's pajama's, taking care of potty breaks, rubbing his back, taking him downstairs to get juice and removing his feet from under me (several times) where he tries to get them warm. HE is now fast asleep sprawled across my side of the bed. After laying there for another 25 minutes thinking of what I would send to school with Luke to count for the 1ooth day...I'm thinking paper clips...I decided to come use my computer while it wasn't occupied.

So did anyone else watch the Oprah a few days ago when they cleaned out that families house?? I love those shows. It makes me feel so much better about myself...

While we do not have a serious clutter problem...I am often reminded of how much junk we do have. After watching the show I decided it was time for a big purge around here! When I get in the mood I know I need to take advantage of it. On Saturday I went through my closet and dressor and filled 2 bags! Boy it feels nice. Now I'm just feeling bad that I hauled all that stuff up here anyway!

When I get in my purging mode I find myself reflecting on my Mormon Pioneer Ancestry. My ancestors first left all they had behind in England to come to the United States...they settled in Nauvoo, Illinois only to have to pack up very few belongings several times to ultimately head West to Utah. I use this as my measuring stick...I look at things and think "would I be able to take this with me?" And then.."Would I even miss it?" If the answer is no to both (along with "can I remember the last time I used this...?") then it is time to part ways.

On to other things...Luke had a Neurology appointment yesterday. It went well. We are changing his medication yet again...hoping for fewer side effects and a better quality of life for Luke--along with no seizures. This is the final medication that is used for this type of epilepsy--which is the rarest form of epilepsy. The doctor told me that if this one doesn't work then Luke will be deemed in the "rare" group of "resistant to medication". From the sound of it the doctor had not seen this before with this type of epilepsy. But as life goes here we tend to get all the weird stuff, so not a big surprise. I am certain that we will find something to work for Luke...something that will let him enjoy being a 6 year old boy and not feel yucky all the time.

Well, I think I'll try to sneak into bed with Rachel...she has our old queen bed, so there's plenty of space. And a reminder to all of you...that queen bed doubles as the guest bed if we ever get any guests! Don't worry, Rachel has a twin bed to sleep on in the spare room!! I will be taking reservations at any time...