Sunday, February 08, 2004

8 February, Sunday: Jill called me at 7 AM to say that Blake was airlifted to Children's Hospital in St. Louis and put on a ventilator. That's all she knows. I'm so scared. He's less than 24 hours old. I know Matt and Beth must be terrified. Guess all I can do is pray.

Returned my Blockbuster movie and picked up a cup of coffee. Made toast and beans for breakfast. One of my favorite things about English cuisine.

Saw a big sign over the street that says "11th Years--College Tasting Night." Finally figured out that it means juniors in high school can go to this meeting and check out different colleges. What a fun way of saying it.

So tired and concerned. Finding it hard to concentrate. Keep thinking of Blake.

THEN--at 1:30 PM my time, Paulette sent an email saying that all is going well, he should be home in three or four days. Doc said Blake was just having to work too hard to breathe.

Worked on my Weekly Report for Dan, finished it, and emailed it to him.

Heard from my niece Kelly tonight. She said Blake is already off the ventilator and is just taking oxygen and that Beth may be able to fee him tonight. God is good.

Not going to Manchester tomorrow after all. The person who I was to watch is sick and is being replaced by Kev. I've already seen him teach the last two weeks. So I'll go into the office with Simon and Carole. Then Tuesday will go to Dublin again to interview applicants for the Ireland position.