Friday, July 18, 2014

2014/03/31 Monday: Party at the Park, and Shots

His crown is from preschool.  He loves it.  Playgroup today was an awesome birthday party for Henry and his BFF that both had birthdays last week.  Jordan (BFF's mom) arranged it all.  I brought cupcakes and party hats and those things kids blow on.  They had so much fun and people brought so much food to share.  It would be nearly impossible to throw a better party, even if you spend a ton of time planning it.

In the afternoon, Henry had his checkup.  Gigi kept harassing our awesome doctor to give her a check up, so he put her on the exam table for a ceremonial auscultation.  Their exam rooms each have a theme.  We were lucky enough to get Toy Story.

Henry felt super, incredibly betrayed by getting shots.  He doesn't understand how much better they are than the diseases they prevent!

2014/03/30 Sunday: Special Guest

Henry's BFF got to sit with us in church because his mom was speaking in Sacrament meeting.  His dad was supposed to speak too, but called in to work to operate.  That's one way to get out of public speaking.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

2014/03/29 Saturday: They Haven't Missed Us

So basically, the kids had a non-stop party while we were gone.  I'm glad they didn't miss us too much, but you know I hate to miss a party.  Liz had already gone home by the time our early flight got to Chicago, and my mom went home just a couple hours later.  I feel like I didn't really get to see them.  Thanks for watching the kids, even if you did let Gigi stay up until 2 AM watching netflix cartoons!

2014/03/28 Friday: Happy Birthday Henry

We weren't there to celebrate Henry's birthday with him, but I think my mom and Liz more than made up for it.  They took my kids and two of Henry's friends to his favorite restaurant, where your food is delivered by model trains.
They came back to the house, had cake and ice cream, and I'm told "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" was a huge hit.  Jo Ellen sent him presents, the thing he has wanted most in the world- Rescue Bots.  

Nick presented his research.  The room was larger and more full of people than his photo indicates.
Once he was done, we did a small amount of sight-seeing in Boston, walking a large portion of the freedom trail, stopping for ice cream at McDonald's when it started to rain.  We also finally got cannoli from Maria's, which is only steps away from the trail.  It was delicious.  Nick said it's a virtual tie between Maria's and the place he had cannoli in Philadelphia in 2006.  That's some high praise.

It was then time for the closing banquet , nicknamed "Burn Prom".  We sat by a surgeon from Australia and nurses from California.  We always meet interesting people here.  

Sunday, July 6, 2014

2014/03/27 Thursday: Boston Continues

The picturesque fire house is now a place of mourning.  Last night, the same winds that were pushing us around caused a back-draft explosion in an apartment building, killing two firefighters (one of whom was a conference participant), and injuring 13 other firemen.  

Nick toured the Shriner's burn unit, while I was able to get onto the Brigham & Women's hospital tour.  We did not tour the step-down burn unit as planned because injured firefighters were being treated there, and they were trying to keep unnecessary traffic out.  I did get to meet Dr Pomahac after he gave a presentation to our tour group about the burn and trauma they treat there.

Yesterday I attended a presentation from the Boston Fire Department and area burn surgeons on their response to the Boston Marathon Bombing.  It was very interesting.  There were six Trauma I centers within 2 or 3 miles of the finish line, which greatly improved the outcome for those injured.  There was also shown to be a big amputation rate difference between where people were treated, but the people with amputations may have a quality of life that's better than those who had traumatic limb salvage, because the prosthetic might work better than the salvaged limb (which may not work at all.)  Tonight we accidentally came upon the newly painted finish line for this year's marathon.  #BOSTONSTRONG

2014/03/26 Wednesday: Official Opening

The official opening of the American Burn Association annual conference was surprisingly moving.  There were bagpipes from the NYFD, and representatives from Boston.  It was beautiful when they performed the national anthem, and then I was a little surprised to immediately hear "Oh, Canada!"  They also payed tribute to the 1942 Cocoanut Grove fire, where nearly 500 died in a nightclub fire.  It was a turning point for fire safety and burn treatment in the US, and happened within walking distance of the conference.

I only grumbled a little bit when Nick's faulty GPS signal sent me walking, and walking, and walking to find "Ned Divine's", which was reported to have the best New England Clam Chowder in Boston, which after tasting, I am not convinced of.  The meal was good, but the chowder was pretty standard.  I am in no way regretting my decision to bring my overly large and fluffy winter coat.  It has been so cold and incredibly windy, and that's coming from someone who lives in Chicago.  Our only regret was eating mediocre cannoli at the bakery downstairs.  We were going to go to Maria's, a place famous for delicious filled-to-order cannoli, but as we were approaching the store, the lights turned out and they locked the door.

2014/03/25 Tuesday: Boston for Burns

We flew to Boston very early this morning to attend the American Burn Association conference, where Nick will also present his research his persistent anemia after burn injury.  My mom and Liz flew in sometime around 1:00 AM, Nick picked them up at the airport, then about 5:00 AM Liz drove us to the airport.  I am grateful they've come to watch the kids so I can attend the conference, but I'm sad we're missing the visit.

We got a free lunch for looking at horrible wounds and learning about how they can be treated using a novel surgical tool.

This picturesque fire station was across the street from the conference center.  I thought "All it's missing is a Dalmatian!" and then someone brought out a Dalmatian.  (The tiny white-ish thing in the right archway.)