We had a nice long holiday weekend. On Thursday, D and her mom flew to Las Vegas for a couple of days (a Mothers Day gift). On Friday they went to a concert with at least fifteen artists; it was a tribute to David Foster, who is a writer/producer that's worked with some great performers. This particular concert included Josh Groban, Michael Buble, Andrea Bocelli, Babyface, Kenny G, Katharine McPhee, Michael Johns, and many more. They had a great time, then flew back to LA on Saturday for my church's Greek Festival. I met them there and we spent the day catching up with friends and family and eating far too much Greek food. We drove back to San Diego on Sunday for a fun Persian wedding that went late into the night, then spent Monday sleeping it off. All in all, it was a fantastic, exciting weekend (with a little relaxation thrown in to boot).
Our crazy work schedules will continue for at least a few more weeks. I'll be leaving for Phoenix in less than five hours (so I should get some sleep), and then headed to Reno on Wednesday and LA on Thursday. I might be able to stay in San Diego on Friday and for some of next week, but I'll be busy at local customers. D only has a few weeks left, but that always includes lots of grading, semester projects, and finals.
This summer we're going to a concert that by all rights should be amazing. It's at the Ford Amphitheater (a great venue in LA) and features one of my favorite performers, Fisher, who we've seen at least eight times in recent years. My only concern is that the concert circumstances might be part of a "Perfect Storm" of sadness. The concert is on June 15, the day Andrew was born. This year, that day happens to fall on Father's Day, which was difficult enough last year when he was in the hospital. Aside from the day and date, Fisher's music (though beautiful and touching) is not known for it's happy mood. Songs like this will take on a whole new meaning:
About Me
- JR
- D's husband. Andrew's dad. Son, friend, cousin, nephew, grandson....the list goes on.
About This Blog
This blog was originally created to disseminate information about Andrew, our son who was born on June 15, 2007. Andrew was born with a congenital diaphragmatic hernia (CDH) that allowed abdominal organs (stomach, intestines, etc) to migrate into his chest cavity during development. This prohibited normal lung growth, making it difficult for him to live without significant life support, including a ventilator, a lung bypass machine called ECMO, and a long list of medications.
Andrew spent the next five months at Rady Children's Hospital in San Diego, undergoing multiple operations for the hernia repair, intestinal rearrangement, stomach tube insertion, etc. Multiple attempts to help him breathe on his own without a ventilator were unsuccessful due to a number of anatomical and developmental difficulties. Andrew's failure to progress and an abundance of overwhelmingly unfavorable test results led us to remove him from life support and let nature take its course on November 19, 2007.
We greatly appreciate the time we were able to spend with Andrew, and this blog continues as a source for information, a tribute to his memory, and a continuation of our lives without him present. From the emotional to the mundane, our lives have been forever changed by his presence; those lives are now chronicled here.
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