Allison Porter (3)

When Lyra was first admitted into the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit at Oakland Children's Hospital two and a half years ago, we were clueless as to what was happening. She had been airlifted from Memorial Hospital in Santa Rosa, California, where a team of twelve emergency room staff members spent two and a half hours stabilizing her condition. She had slipped into a coma immediately after admission into Memorial.



Lyra, Ron and I had spent the day before this in a different hospital… Continue

Listening to Ron play guitar as I write. An aching in my shoulders and my right wrist.... bad ergonomics at my computer. Starting to type with my left hand only. Much slower. Oh well.



Lyra had her appointment with her endocrinologist today. Her doctor is a beautiful, smart young woman with a twinkle in her eye, and clearly a soft spot for children with special needs.



The appointment went well. Lyra's A1c is coming… Continue

This afternoon, as my three year old Lyra was getting her shoes on to go for a ride on her bicycle, she sweetly looked up at me and asked, "Mommy, does God wear shoes?" I thought about it and realized that it was a really good question. I have no idea, I thought to myself. After considering all the options, I let her know it was a great question, and that I did not know. As soon as she got her shoes on, she excitedly proceeded to get her helmet on, jump on her bike and pedal.



Lyra was… Continue