A new day begins, with our routines: filling syringes, giving kisses to our Michael, firing up Alexa with some Irish tunes, changing sheets, Dad going out to get breakfast, having our first cups of coffee and chatting to M in his room, and listening to his gentle breathing.
Unfortunately, we didn't have a night nurse last night...so like any good team, we stepped up, filled the void, and did M's overnight meds in shifts. Today will be a long day, but he's worth it.
Not much new to report. His vitals are ok, but his pulse and heartbeat are noticeably weaker than a few days ago. The only addition today may be a nice, warm sponge bath and shave for our boy. I tell ya, this kid is getting spa-like treatment here at 525 - and doesn't he deserve it?!
Did you know?
- Michael was a member of the Spanish Honor Society in high school (but I really don't think he knows that much Spanish, to be honest, sorry Mrs. Guarino!)
- he received a varsity letter as a member (manager) of the UConn men's basketball team, something he always cherished. He also got a small portion of the wood flooring that the boys used to win their first National Championship in 1999. He personally witnessed 2 out their 3 National Championships.
- he was fond of the goodies given to those flying first or business class...to the point that The Chop (that's me) has about 134 shoe bags, first class pajamas, socks, eye shades, etc.
- when mom got sick overseas, he paid to upgrade her and T.J.'s flight home to business class, ensuring their comfort.
- dad used to take a very young Michael to watch traffic and construction sites, hold his hand and feed him Drake's coffee cakes;
- he was fond of taking candid photos of mom, dad or T.J. sleeping; and, videos of us snoring (those have not been located at this point and may end up being lost!)
- he "lent" The Chop a copy of his driver's license prior to T.J. turning 21...to which The Chop later had confiscated by Miami PD during Spring Break. Michael admonished T.J. (and rightly so) and he did NOT issue another copy of said license, much to T.J.'s displeasure.
So just a few more trivia facts about our boy, our Michael.
Do your daily Michael Whyte-ism....how about a hello to your neighbor if you're out getting some exercise? Or belt out some tunes in the shower?!
We love you and we are grateful for you and your support...know that it helps us...
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From Sedor (aka Woody, Seto) Bless you, Gail & Uncle Joe! Your are all amazing and sending my love to you all!
Two things from me today:
1. I also have kept waaay too many T-shirts and yesterday put on my UConn's Phinest T-shirt from Fall 1994 that was buried in a pile because it reminded me of Mike. I know, I know 26 year old T-shirt gross, but I wash it ;)
2. When we lived at Hanks Hill, I had a business class and was supposed to get a subscription to the Wall Street Journal, which I did. But I pretty much never read them and just stacked them in a corner of my room.
Well prankster Mike one day got busy when I was away and man was the kid dedicated. As I climbed the stairs and looked at my room with the closed door it was covered with paged of the WSJ that I pretty much never read! "Hahaha, good one" I said as I pulled the pages down and went to open my door. As I did, I heard the other three bedrooms' doors lock - strange I thought - well when I opened my door, my ENTIRE room, floor to ceiling was wall papered with WSJ Pages. THE WHOLE ROOM! It must have taken hours! My blood was boiling for about 2.5 minutes but then I had to respect the commitment and also laugh. You got me Mikey! Love you bro!
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