It’s official, I’m a flu-a-phobe and I’m not ashamed.

I’ve been apprehensive all season, but this headline did it to me; Minnesota Health Officials: 27 flu deaths this season. 23 of those deaths were last week.  Just in Minnesota!

That’s it, I’m done. Quarantine.

Then, I picked up Kellen from school and found out that his classroom has two confirmed cases of flu.


I didn’t send Kellen to school today. I figure it wasn’t very wise to knowingly send him to a place where there was confirmed flu. I’ll feel out next week as we get there. It’s not worth the risk.

We have also made arrangements with Kellen’s teacher that we will come 15 minutes late and pick up 15 minutes late so teachers can bring Kellen to the door. That way Owen can stay in the car and will not be going into school for direct contact. It’s really nice of Kellen’s teachers to agree to this. I know they are busy and it’s hard enough managing a bunch of 3 and 4-year-old kids without little field trips downstairs to get Kellen. We are lucky to have such a supportive school.

Last night I went to Target and didn’t take off my gloves the whole time I was there. Thankfully it was raining (yes, in January, and then it all froze) so not many people were out. Had there been a bunch of coughing, I may have been that person who left a full cart of groceries and high-tailed out of there.

Healthy thoughts to everyone! I’m off to watch Cars with Kellen while Owen naps.

Here are pictures of the boys trying out the Wheat and Egg Free pancakes. There was a slightly different texture at the end of the chew, but the flavor was great and the texture was not that noticeable.






A letter from Preemie Families

Dear Friends and Family,

Truth is, it makes me really uncomfortable to ask you to wash your hands when you enter the house.  I hate that I have to ask if you have had your flu shot and are up to date on your TDaP (pertussis) vaccination.  I am just as upset that I have to cancel at the last minute because someone in your family, or our family, has the sniffles.  Actually, because we have limited exposure with the outside world, I’m probably even more disappointed to miss your company.

The last thing I want is for you to feel unwelcome in our home or in any way put out because I notice when you sneeze into your hand and then try to touch my son’s hand.  And do you know what?  In most cases, I agree with you when you say that colds are just a normal part of life.  I know you think I’m paranoid.  I understand that it’s embarrassing to be asked about your hygiene. I know your suggestions about immunity building are well-meaning.

I also must tell you, I hear your exasperated sighs and see your all-knowing eye-rolls at my requests.  When you respond begrudgingly, my embarrassment dissipates and is replaced with anger.  It makes me really angry that you could put your pride in your cleanliness and healthfulness over the life of this child.

what a medically fragile child looks like

You see, Owen is doing remarkably well and has overcome so much in his 20 months of life.  He is so much better than six months or a year ago, but the fact is, he is still a medically fragile child.

This week there have been so many top news stories about the thousands of Americans in the hospital right now due to the Flu.  In Minnesota, one healthy teen has died and another is struggling to live.  As a parent who has watched my child fight to live, my heart breaks for the parents of these children.

At the same time, I am alarmed for my family.

You’ve asked in the past how you can help our family.  The biggest way you can help is this:

  1. When we make plans to see each other, volunteer that you received your flu shot more than two weeks ago.
  2. When you arrive at my house, greet me and the baby and say, “I can’t wait to hold you, as soon as I get my hands washed”.

That’s it.  Those two simple steps will make me feel more support than any other gift you can give.

Maybe, like some say, “paranoid” is the correct word, but really, I don’t care.  I’m just trying to do the best I can for my son.  He won’t always be medically fragile, and while he is, I hope you’ll bear with my requests and support and respect my best efforts to love and care for this child who we all want to see succeed.

Thank you for your understanding, and sticking by our family during this difficult time.


A Preemie Family


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