tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7736213885306883562.post4076400423648414086..comments2023-09-04T02:35:15.109-05:00Comments on Hope Whispers: Liver, its whats for dinner.Kim {Hope Whispers}http://www.blogger.com/profile/12761374993995464523noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7736213885306883562.post-59048758613408964562010-05-11T07:08:19.282-05:002010-05-11T07:08:19.282-05:00Hehehe... Chicken. ours are engines... I couldn...Hehehe... Chicken. ours are engines... I couldn't hide when I first started puking... and when the random nose bleeds started, River was the same way, he went to grab me tissue. <br />He knows that I will be going to the hospital to get a new one, but the only thing that makes me sad is everytime I have to go in on emergency and then he askes... are you better now? Did you get your new faster**Ricki**https://www.blogger.com/profile/12146407591469035613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7736213885306883562.post-75013170918972709042010-05-05T14:49:28.936-05:002010-05-05T14:49:28.936-05:00I think you are doing the right thing with your 4 ...I think you are doing the right thing with your 4 year old! I struggled with how to tell Gabriella enough about her condition so she understood without scaring her. The social worked told me the best thing is to vaguely tell her about it and let her ask questions. That she'd stop asking and give you the sign she understands well enough. Of course, thats hard for us now because Gabriella Kristihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17517277826446033053noreply@blogger.com