I have an incredibly funny story to tell, but first let me give a quick Eden update.
It was absolutely marvelous holding her today and I don't think she has ever slept more soundly than in my arms. She was almost snoring in fact. They are still doing sprints with the ventilator in hopes of attempting extubation again at the end of the week. She was having diarrhea this morning so they turned off her feeds and sent a stoop sample out to see if she has a bug. Once they know (tomorrow morning) she will either start her feeds again or be given an antibiotic. Her nurse today thinks it is really nothing, just her little tummy getting used to a higher calorie form of her Vivonex. Other than that, she is holding steady and looking as gorgeous as ever. Thank you all for praying for her and for having so much faith in her. She needs all of your thoughts and prayers as she has fought through so much already and getting off the vent is going to be a challenge. Her surgeon did say today that he is "cautiously optimist" about her progress. I am going to take it and run!
Now, sit back and enjoy this story. There is never a dull moment at the Ridgway's. Last Saturday Marcus bought 6 baby chickens. They are such tiny and adorable little chicks and the girls just can't leave them alone. They hold them every chance they get and almost smother them. Well, Sunday morning the girls woke up and immediately wanted to hold the chickies, which we did. Once we got them put away, it was time to shower and get ready for church. After showering, I was getting myself and Ainsley ready when we started to smell something very suspect. We went to the back door, which was open, poked our heads out and I yelled
"Who's stinking up the neighborhood?" As we were walking back into the bathroom, I looked down the hall to see mounds of smoke coming from the den. I knew right away that the chicks were in trouble and was afraid I would see them crispy fried. We had them temporarily in a large rubber storage container with a heat lamp attached to the side. The heat lamp had fallen into the container and burned a hole all the way through the container and through my carpet. Our house was about the catch fire! I called Marcus right away as he was already at church to come right home. When he got home, I was yelling "I hate these chickens!", the girls were crying "Are the chickies burned and dead?", the chicks were "cheeping" for their lives and Marcus said very calmly "At least the house didn't burn to the ground!" It really is funny now, but at the time I was furious. Our house is fine other then the carpet, which I am glad is in the den and not the middle of the family room. All 6 chickens survived, but we have yet to see if they suffered smoke inhalation and brain damage and won't lay eggs (which is why we got them!) Once again , I realize that miracles and blessings come in all ways. If that would have happened after we left for church, it really would have been a disaster. The Lord has helped the Ridgway family once again.
I will post photos of the chicks. They are so cute.