Busy, busy, busy

It's gonna be a long busy week


I'd like to start off with Monday:


Remember the story about the sharp tooth? If not let me tell it to you really quickly. One day at church Velani asked me to draw her a picture and I drew a smiley face with teeth, but then she told me that the sharp teeth were missing and if I could draw them in for her and so I did. These sharp teeth represent her "sharp teeth" (she named them that herself). I promise. She was always proud of them until uncle Andres would make fun of them from time to time and she became more conscious about them and embarrassed. I have a few pics I want to share before I go on.


I want you to see for yourself what she means by "sharp tooth". She mainly refers it to the one on your right (the front top ones), but just recently she refers them to both.

Here's another one. Just want you to get familiar.

Ok that's good. Now this next picture is what I meant by being embarrassed when someone points it out or talks about "it".

So back to the story.........yesterday morning I told Velani we had to hurry up and get ready because we were going to the dentist to get her teeth fixed. With excitement she said, "The dentist is gonna fix my sharp tooth?! and I'm now gonna have square teeth like papi, Mia and you?!" LOL I cracked up and responded "yes, you are now gonna have square teeth like us." "Hooray!" she said "but, I have two sharp teeth, this one and this one" she showed me her now two sharp teeth. "They're gonna fix them both" I said "Yay!" she said.


Ok so are you ready to see her new square teeth?

Aren't they beautiful. She couldn't be more happy. She loves them. And to prove that to you here's another story. I'm so full of them aren't I?  It was dinner time and she wanted to say the prayer to bless our food and here's how it started: "Padre Celestial, gracias por esta comida y gracias por que I now have square teeth porque el dentista fixed them y porque ya no tengo a sharp tooth........" and she repeated it twice, I guess just to make sure she didn't forget to thank HIM. I seriously wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. My girls are so funny and so innocently humble. I am happy that she is happy and that she won't be embarrassed anymore.


Tuesday-


We went to see the a doctor before Velani's endoscopy on Friday. The test results were surprisingly high. We knew that they had come back positive, but didn't know what the normal range was and what her results looked like. The normal range is 0 to 19 and her number was 221. That is freaking high! but he assured us that once we got her on a gluten-free diet that number would come down and her lining would look normal too. We are assuming she has it because that number is just way too high for her not to have Celiac disease. We are also planning to get checked for the same thing because he says that people can go their whole lives having it and not know it because they don't show any symptoms. Jahvel will go first since he too has an autoimmune disease and it's more likely that he has it. It's common in diabetics so I guess that's why Velani has it. Mia will be checked for it as well at her next check-up. The doc also says it can be hereditary. The sooner it's detected the faster we can control it and well if it's not taken care of there could be complications: infertility, miscarriages and even cancer. Here are a couple of links I read.


http://kidshealth.org/kid/health_problems/stomach/celiac.html


http://celiacdisease.about.com/od/symptomsofceliacdisease/a/complications.htm

Ok I think I'll stop now.

Prayers

Today we took Velani to her well check-up and she's on the low percentile in height and in the middle for weight. She's been doing pretty good with her glucose readings ever since she got the pump. Last month they ran some blood work, but we never got the results back, but didn't think much about it because when you don't hear back from them it usually means everything is ok, but I still told her pediatrician that the endocrinologist had done some tests, but that we never got any results back and so she kindly checked for us. One of the tests was a thyroid test and that came back good and the other one was the celiac test and that one came out positive. Now she said it was strange that they hadn't told us about it, but that we had to be 100% sure she is positive for celiac disease so they are gonna have to do another test and this one requires a biopsy.

As I write this all I can think about is that day when she was diagnosed with diabetes and the feeling I felt that day. I cried A LOT and I prayed A LOT too, but I knew she'd be ok. I am going through the same thing again. I read about the disease and I just pray that if she has it that I can be a better mom. That I can take care of her and her diet. I know my Father is listening and that he knows me and the desires of my heart. I just want my girls to be ok no matter what. I know he listens and answers our prayers. He has answered many of mine and I still remember when I gained my own testimony about prayers and I'd like to share that with you:

I think I was about 7 or 8 years old. I remember Braulio having this bike my parents had just fixed up for him. I don't remember the details, but I think we went into a little shop for a few minutes and when we came out it was no longer there. We were devastated. Somebody had stolen his bike! We were heartbroken and I just remember going into a room, in my grandma chatas home, all by myself and began to pray the way I was taught to pray. I asked our Heavenly Father to help us find my brother's bike because he was really sad. We had just picked it up at the bike shop that day where they had fixed it up for him. I don't remember how long I was in that room, but I do remember I was just crying and pouring my heart out to Him. I kept that to myself and didn't say anything the rest of that afternoon. They drove around looking for it in the neighborhood, but no luck! It was time to go home and as we were leaving I kept praying in my mind as I just stared out the window of the car. A few seconds later they saw it. I don't remember where or exactly how it happened, but I will never forget the feeling that I felt that moment. I cried and cried and when they asked me why I was crying I told them what I had done. I knew for myself that day that nothing was impossible to our Father in Heaven. He knows the desires of our hearts and he knew mine that day. That was only one of the many times my prayers have been heard and answered.

Now I am teaching my girls what I was taught and how to pray and every night my little girls and I pray together for their health, for our families, and for ourselves. I want them to know God lives and that he hears our prayers no matter what.