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« Reply #30 on: April 27, 2009, 07:55 AM »

This is really hard for Sara to be in bed and watch her family and household in such chaos, but I bet she will put everything back in order, she has to remain strong.
Great update, look forward to the next one.
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« Reply #31 on: April 27, 2009, 10:03 AM »

I feel for Sara, having to lay there and not be able to help is hard on a person.  I know they will make it because it is a strong family.  I also have a feeling the nun's will be there.  More when you can  great story.
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« Reply #32 on: April 27, 2009, 02:32 PM »

oh my the house is falling apart ,but Im sure that help is on the horizon  Smiley
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« Reply #33 on: April 27, 2009, 10:57 PM »

The group, arriving in a chartered bus, had traveled nearly three hours to see his work with bees, his flowers, and his hives. He went to the door wearing a stained shirt, a toddler in his arms, another crying at his knee, and a sad, pouting little girl following him to the porch. The smoke alarm continued its high pitched squeal. Momentary confusion and disbelief that he had forgotten their appointment made for an awkward silence as the men and women congregated around his porch. 

The smoke alarm had gotten Sara out of bed. She opened the back door to clear smoke as soon as she turned off the oven. Eli followed her to the front door.

?Bizzy, come with me, sweetie.? She held out a hand. ?Ava, let go of Daddy and come with me.? She smiled at the strangers on the porch. ?Welcome to the Grissom circus. He?ll be with you as soon as he changes his shirt and turns off the smoke alarm.? Everyone laughed.

Calm and quiet settled around Sara and the four children when she stretched across the floor of the playroom. ?Eli, get us a favorite book?one everyone will like.?

Grissom stood in the doorway with a clean shirt. ?I?I forgot.? He shrugged and looked embarrassed.

She laughed and waved her hand. ?Go. We?ll be fine.?

By the time the visitors left, Lilly had returned, children were fed, and Sara had called their neighbors?

?You should have called us immediately,? the older nun said after Sara had explained her state from a prone position on the sofa.

This woman had known Sara longer than anyone in the room. Years ago, Sister Deborah had arranged for Laura Sidle to live at the community farm, had welcomed Sara as a daughter, and, when Grissom wanted to buy the neighboring house, she had played a major role in making it happen.

?You, Gil, these children are family to us?tell us?let us help you.? The nun looked at the two parents?exhaustion, frustration, and fear apparent on their faces. ?Are either of you getting any rest?? She laughed quietly. ?We?ll take the children for the day?you two rest and plan. This is a serious complication but we can help.? She turned to the second woman who had arrived with her. ?Let?s take everyone back to our place and let these two get some rest.?

Within minutes, the house was quiet. Grissom remained in the chair he had pulled next to the sofa. ?We can get through this, honey.?

?I?ll go nuts, Gil. I can?t stand the thought of staying inside for a day much less for weeks. I have to get my mind around this?Eli starts kindergarten in a month.? She wiped her eyes. ?You have a seminar next week. Annie and Ave want to be picked up. Bizzy is just lost?even going with Sister Deborah?she looks so sad.?

He stood, extending his hand. ?Come with me. We rest, and then we?ll think of what we are going to do.?

The following week was one of daily adjustments.

One of the nuns arrived early each morning with eggs and muffins for breakfast. She left after breakfast taking at least one child with her.

The housekeeper managed to keep clothes clean, shopped and prepared food for lunch and dinner, cleaned, and attempted to keep one child with her.

Grissom wandered from room to room, worried, anxious, asking a hundred times a day if Sara needed anything. Eli or Bizzy followed him until his agitation sent them to hide in another room or crawl in bed with their mother.

Sara rested?or said she rested. She usually had one or two children in bed with her. She read every book in the playroom bookcase to whoever was in bed?often reading the same story several times a day. She counted minutes until she could get up to shower or to eat or to move to the sofa. By mid-week, she ordered Grissom out of the house. He was gone for fifteen minutes and she was bored to tears.

The second week, the Grissom household had turned into confused turmoil. The novelty of visiting the neighboring women was gone.  The children resisted, squabbled, and cried from the time each one woke. Grissom was baffled, feeling helpless and frustrated. His family had always been one of laughter, harmony, and playful children.

No longer. His children were unhappy, on the verge of tears all day. His wife was miserable, almost in tears. He was unhappy and miserable pretending to be otherwise. On a beautiful day, they should be outside playing in the sun and he would be working in his garden. Instead, Sara and the four children were sleeping in their bed?the only time anyone was happy. As soon as everyone woke up, as soon as he heated dinner, the peace and quiet would end.

He needed control; his children needed supervision and guidance. His wife needed rest. His hand wiped across his face. Sara made it look easy. He pulse pounded at his temple and he knew his blood pressure was up. He did not want to think about Sara?s blood pressure as she stayed in bed hearing the cries of her babies.

In five years, he had not given much thought to running a house, and even less thought to the care of four young children. Everything was done; everyone was happy. An occasional disagreement, a sed knee, a lost toy happened, but no one cried for long, no one moped beside the bed, no one refused to eat. No one threw a temper tantrum?as he had witnessed this morning?when Ava?s blood curdling screams had gotten Sara out of bed and sent Hank into the corner.

And always foremost in his thoughts was Sara?s condition. This was serious. He had read a dozen medical reports and it terrified him.

He walked to the bedroom. The kids were curled around their mother; one hugging her back, another snuggled against her belly. Eli and Bizzy were stretched across the head of the bed, a closed book under one arm, Eli?s hand on Sara?s face. Bizzy?s face lay next to her mother?s; seeing both asleep, he realized again how similar the two faces were.

With a sudden realization, Grissom knew the solution to their dilemma?or at least part of a solution. He headed back to his office, taking out pencil and paper and drawing a simple diagram. He made several phone calls. His gloominess lifted and by the time he reheated dinner, he was smiling and planning a surprise. He found a picnic tablecloth and spread it across the floor of the play room. By the time his wife and children woke, he had arranged pillows on the floor and placed plates and food for an unexpected indoor picnic on the cloth.

He had an audience as he put finishing touches around?extra pillows for Sara,  towels as napkins, and a cookie in the center of each plate.

?Find your place,? he announced as he helped Sara to the floor. ?Mom can eat lying down and so can we.? He stretched beside Sara, on his stomach, using his elbow as a prop. Eli giggled first and positioned himself exactly as Grissom had done. The three girls begin to giggle with their brother and tumbled over pillows, to find a place. It was the first laughter Grissom had heard in days. In minutes, Sara was laughing as she spooned macaroni on a plate.

?How much?? She asked.

?Lots!? Eli said. She heard a cascading chime of voices saying the same thing.

For the first time in nearly two weeks, everyone ate without the sad look of bewilderment on faces.

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« Reply #34 on: April 28, 2009, 05:11 AM »

Oh what lovely chapters.  Hope things work out.
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« Reply #35 on: April 28, 2009, 05:51 AM »

Great chapter!
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« Reply #36 on: April 28, 2009, 06:47 AM »

Laughter back in the Grissom household, great chapter.
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« Reply #37 on: April 28, 2009, 08:03 AM »

I knew Gil would come up with a plane, hope everything works out.  More when you can.
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« Reply #38 on: April 28, 2009, 10:35 AM »

The next morning, men arrived in trucks at the same time the neighboring nuns came with breakfast. Grissom met all of them outside and swore them to this secret project. By the time the children were awake, fed, and dressed, they also knew about a secret. For them, a secret was enough excitement to cause happiness.

Bizzy found her mother resting in bed. ?We have a secret!? She exclaimed.

Sara knew something was happening when Grissom was out of bed at dawn. ?Am I supposed to know about the secret?? Sara asked.

?It?s for you?and us. Daddy said you would really have a surprise.?

?Are you supposed to tell me??

Confusion clouded the little girl?s face and then she smiled. ?It?s really big. Men came in big trucks with a ladder.? Bizzy held her hands above her head and stretched on her tiptoes. ?The ladder is this tall?only taller. And Sister Deborah was laughing.?

Sara could hear some kind of construction work being done. ?Is Daddy helping with this??

Bizzy nodded. ?We are watchers.? She danced around the room before disappearing.

Sara went back to reading a novel. Whatever Grissom was doing had changed the mood?even if it lasted only a day.

A few hours later, Sister Deborah appeared in the doorway with a package. ?For you!?
The older woman watched as Sara unwrapped a stack of paper.

?It?s my physics project?I?ve been working on it for three years.? Sara unfolded a letter. Her face fell and she sighed. ?This publisher isn?t interested in a subject this specialized.?

Sister Deborah laughed, ?All physics is way too specialized for me.? She took the package from Sara. ?How many rejections??

Sara counted the publishers, ?And I have not heard from three others. It?s a long process?and the chances are slim.?

Lunch was delivered to the bedroom. ?We have a secret!? Eli and Bizzy were still excited, causing their sisters to be in the same good humor. Grissom jokingly warned them not to tell anything.

?Remember it?s a secret!? Clearing away lunch, he whispered to Sara, ?Your surprise will be ready later today.?

Sara could only imagine what was happening. Men?s voices, hammers and saws had taken over her house. The sawdust in Eli?s hair was enough to let her know the condition of her house. Ava and Annie had brought small pieces of wood with them at naptime. Each piece had been sanded smooth?Grissom?s work, Sara knew.

Late in the afternoon, an eager Eli and Bizzy escorted their mother to the playroom. Toy baskets were stacked in a corner, a bookcase had been moved, and against the wall was a low platform, a rectangle the size of a bed and covered with a thick pad.

The children were jumping with excitement, four voices clamoring as one as she sat on the bed and then lay down on it.

?Perfect!?

Annie was the first to show her a special feature?toe holes on the end?as the toddler climbed onto the bed.

?Annie and Ava need steps, but I don?t,? Eli said as he boosted himself up. ?But we can?t play,? he stressed the word as he looked at his sisters; ?we have to rest and be careful.?

Grissom was smiling. ?One more?let?s show her the second surprise.?

In seconds, the children were running to the porch, door slamming as they left.

?This is the best one. The workmen are still here; so are Lilly and Sister Deborah.? He wrapped an arm around Sara. ?They want to see your face.? He was obviously pleased with the project.

?What have you done? The bed in the playroom is great?what else??

He chuckled. ?Anything for peace and tranquility back in our lives.? He opened the door.

A half-dozen men, the housekeeper, and two neighbors were gathered at the end of the porch. They parted as Sara and Grissom came out the door. It took Sara a few seconds to realize what had taken place on her porch. 


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« Reply #39 on: April 28, 2009, 11:13 AM »

Great chapter!

Glad to havethe kids happy again.
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« Reply #40 on: April 28, 2009, 12:28 PM »

Are you kidding?  So WHAT'S THE SURPRISE?
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« Reply #41 on: April 28, 2009, 03:01 PM »

Hurry we need to know what the surprise is,(I just love when Bizzy talks to Sara).
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« Reply #42 on: April 28, 2009, 07:58 PM »

That was a great surprise, now Sara can be in bed and still be with her children.  What could the second one be?  Great update as always.  Hurry with more the suspense is driving me crazy.    Grin
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« Reply #43 on: April 28, 2009, 08:57 PM »

Where there had been chairs and children?s toys was a bed unlike any Sara had ever seen?attached with four long ropes to the ceiling making a swinging bed. On the porch. Covered with an old quilt. A safety rail around three sides. Big enough for her and four children, and maybe a husband.

Eli stood at one corner, a beaming smile across his face. The workmen, Grissom, and several women from next door gathered around as she inspected this unusual creation. Three little girls danced and ran around the porch.

?We kept a secret!? Bizzy giggled. ?We didn?t tell, did we??

One of the workman said, ?We?ve never done this but it?s strong, built to last.? He tugged on a rope. ?We used marine stuff?anchor rope?attached to rafters. It should hold a thousand pounds, easy.?

She sat on the bed. Eli jumped up beside her. ?It?s the greatest thing and Dad thought of it all by himself.? He crawled to the center making the bed sway.

?Up! Up!? Annie said, stretching arms skyward.

The same workman knelt beside the baby. ?Here?put your foot right here and hold on to the rope.? He showed her the wedge shaped foothold. Annie?s face radiated with a wide smile. As soon as she reached the top, her sister followed.

Grissom picked up Bizzy and placed her with the others. Everyone smiled. ?Remember, what do we do on this bed? Just like the one in the playroom?? He asked.

?We rest,? said Eli.

?Be careful,? Bizzy said.

The twins were rolling around giggling.

Sara sniffed. ?Hormones,? she said.

All the adults laughed.

?Two weeks later, the entire family filled the van. They stopped for Sister Deborah. Sara?s four hours would be spent taking Eli to his first day of school. His sisters were as excited as he was. They had already toured the school, met his teacher, found his classroom, but today, all the classrooms would be filled with students. Parents and families had been invited to kindergarten rooms as each child introduced himself to others.

A pretty teacher showed Eli to his table with four other boys. Adults and smaller children stood around the walls as the teacher gave her welcome speech. ?Now, we will have each child come forward and tell something about himself and his family.?

The Grissoms listened and applauded as each child finished speaking, some saying their name and pointing to parents; others giving much more information, getting laughs from parents. Finally, it was Eli?s turn.

?My name is Eli Grissom,? he said. ?My dad is Gil Grissom and my mom is Sara Grissom.? He pointed to his parents. ?Those girls are my sisters?Bizzy?really her name is Elizabeth, but we call her Bizzy, and Annie and Ava. And my mom is going to have me a brother soon.? His hand made a quick motion across his abdomen and he grinned. Everyone thought he had finished, but he held up his hand just before Sara started to clap. ?I guess you noticed I don?t look like my real parents and that?s because I?m adopted. That means my mother didn?t have me, but she chose me to be her son.? His face broke into a wide grin and he waved at his parents.

They were not the first to applaud his words, and Sara knew the other parents clapped a little bit longer and louder because she was wiping tears from her eyes.

?Hormones,? she whispered as she felt Grissom?s arm around her shoulders and felt his warm breath against her neck.

?Two more weeks passed and time had not flown by; it had slowed to a crawl, minutes drawn out to unbearable stretches of time for Sara. But her children were happy. Four places to rest had opened up more places to play, more time they could hear and see their mother as she stayed on her back or on her side. Sara read scientific journals, romance novels, children?s books; she searched the internet for ?stuff??some serious and some silliness just to laugh. She shortened her shower so she could walk outside at least once a day. Four hours on her feet passed too quickly?meals took up a major portion of her ?up time? since she refused to eat in bed. Once a week, Grissom drove her to her doctor?s appointment and the only good news was their son was growing. She remained on bed rest. Her problem was not going away.

Her physician explained the image on the sonogram. ?We could do a MRI but it will not tell us more than what we are seeing here,? She pointed to an area along the uterine wall. ?The placenta is making deep attachments?not outside the uterus yet.? She turned to Sara, glancing at Grissom as she spoke. ?You need to decide on several things. There is no doubt this will be a planned Caesarean?let?s say in two weeks. We can immediately give you some strong drugs which will slow bleeding, give us time to attempt to cut away the placenta. It usually works with minimal blood loss. There are risks?it may not work at all. If we do this, you will have to take the drugs for several days. The medication has side effects and a woman can not breast feed.

?Your other option is to let us remove the uterus?we can leave the ovaries?so you do not go through menopause. We literally lift the baby out still in the uterus. There is little chance of excessive bleeding; you go home in a few days. You don?t need the medication. The procedure is very similar to any Caesarean, but we take the uterus at the same time. This is the safest option, I think, but a woman loses the ability to have other children.? The physician flipped through Sara?s chart. ?We don?t need to make a decision today. Go home, think about this. Set a date and call me.? 
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« Reply #44 on: April 28, 2009, 09:34 PM »

This is such a heavy decision, so much to think about.
Eli is so proud of his parents, needed tissues for this chapter.
Look forward to the next one.
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