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Wednesday Update: 08/22/07

I can’t believe that we are approaching the last week of August and our vacations are just around the corner!! Matt leaves on Saturday for his fishing trip and I leave on Sunday for my visit with my parents. We’ve started thinking about things we need to pack and are trying to get all our ducks in a row. The animals are all going to the vet while we are gone and our realtor is planning to host an open house on the 26th…perfect timing since we will already be out of the house. I plan to spend Saturday afternoon deep cleaning the house and getting things ready after Matt leaves and I drop the animals off. Should be fun!

This past weekend we went to the Iowa State Fair for a few hours with our friends Jay and Stacy. Matt didn’t get to go last summer, since he was in Omaha, so we were glad to go together this year. All we really wanted to do was get some of the famous fried foods…in fact all of us ate light that day so we could fill up on plenty of yummy fair food. It was great!! Matt always looked forward to the fried Twinkies, funnel cakes, and other miscellaneous treats, so I was happy to take him and indulge his sweet tooth for a while. We mostly just wandered around in search for the perfect fair food! Although Stacy and I did go down the giant slide! We just enjoyed the evening together with friends, walking, talking, and eating terribly fattening food at the fair!


Yesterday we had our follow up appointments with the Neurologist and Physiatrist. They both agreed that Matt is doing well. In fact, we pushed out our next appointments for 6 months…a big step forward for us as we’ve been seeing them every 3 months up until now. We discussed the tremor medication with Dr. Struck and even though she advised against Matt going off the medication, she understood why he wanted to try. I think it will be good to see if there really is an impact. She thought the tremor looked pretty good, that he had good control of his arm even when it was going. She also didn’t think there were any other viable medications to try, as the side affects of the others would be worse…making Matt extremely drowsy and potentially affecting his mental status. Matt and I agree we would rather live with the tremor than have him be a zombie. So, we’re going to gradually decrease the medications and see what happens. If the tremor gets worse, we’ll have a better appreciation of their impact and can increase them back to where we are now. So that’s the plan there.

We talked with both doctors about our upcoming house plans and how excited we are about it. They agreed it sounded great and seemed pleased to see how well Matt and I are getting along. Some days it still seems so surreal that our lives have taken this turn…I know I’ve said it before, I’m sure I’ll say it again. But how bizarre, how bizarre…

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