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To: Rambi who wrote (66131)	12/7/2004 9:43:27 AM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

I may not be around much for a couple of days. Lots of work, and a houseguest in addition. By the way, the lowfat diet is working really really well!!!! Five pounds in 8 days! Of course, I drool looking at the weeds in the yard, and am beginning to imagine the dog next door barbequed and served with a nice merlot.

To: Rambi who wrote (66131)	12/7/2004 2:12:50 PM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Funny essay, funny lady. But I know, as a mother, how much heartache is unspoken in those funny words. Both Ben and Nick had jaundice and had to spend the first few days of life under bili-lamps. At least we were able to take them home as long as we promised to keep them under the bili-lights round the clock, which we did. We were able to rent a portable baby bed outfitted with bili-lights, and took them in to the hospital every day for a blood test. (Remember the heel sticks? Those were agonizing. Ben was so skinny it was hard for them to get blood from his heel.) It wasn't so hard with Nick, who slept like a lump, but Ben kept ooching around the little bed so we needed to sleep with one eye open to make sure he didn't tear his eyepatch off, or wiggle away from the lights. I've never actually caught up on the sleep I lost then. I did have the Social Workers pay me a visit at Fairfax Hospital when we brought in Nick with a broken arm the same year as Ben with a broken arm. They came "knock knock" gently on the bedroom door after Nick woke up from surgery, and I excused myself and told him to answer their questions truthfully. I was out walking and Chris was doing dishes, and Nick was changing his own sheets while sitting on the railing of the top bunkbed. At least he only broke his arm when he fell, not his neck. After two pins and months of physical therapy, it's as good as new except for the scars. Ben broke his by putting all his weight on the bannister while coming down the stairs. I told him not to do that. He didn't seem to realize how big he had become. No cooking accidents, but Ben did put paraffin wax on a light bulb to see what would happen. It exploded, but the broken glass only hit him in the forehead, not the eye. I guess you could say that we're lucky.