Posted on Saturday, April 10, 2004 11:40, by Teri
Lots of New Work Online...
It appears I neglected to link the new designs online in the past week or so... there are DWTs and "standard" FrontPage templates! The DWT's are:
Mountain 222mv, Family 222mv, Legal 222ls, Business 222b, Counseling 222fc, Realty 507a, Obstetrics 507b, Vision 507c, and Italian 542
We are integrating into the latest DWT versions the ability for the user to edit the flash movies without flash, simply by saving the image(s) with the same name as our original image, and it will appear in the movie. All I can say, is, "It's about TIME we did that!!!"
The "standard" FrontPage templates are:
Superb Physicians, Superb ISP, Superb Italian, Superb Inspiration, and Superb Casino
We have a few more in the pipes, but not yet in the mall, so I won't show those yet! *smiles*
So Much to Say...
I have so much to say and not a way to do so. I know how to talk, that is not the issue. I just don't want to communicate something very painful to me and let it pain others. I wish, sometimes, that life was much simpler. That we could take the "way back" time machine and go to a period in history where there were not so many complications, but we cannot.
We are having yet another crisis time in our lives. This time, it is Stephen. Stephen was born at 43 weeks gestation, and had a VERY bad birthing (although I did natural childbirth). He was born having grand mal seizures both in the canal and after birth, was nearly lifeless, was chalky in appearance, and scored only a 1 on the APGAR. He had a bi-lateral pneumothorax. The room I was in became infested with LOTS of medical personnel IMMEDIATELY after birth, as they had to immediately try to help him. My doctor told me he would not survive.
He had emergency surgery after birth to drain the fluid from his lungs, and the Life Force helicopter arrived to take him away. I laid alone in the hospital bed with only 2 polaroid pictures of my baby - the only proof I had actually given birth. Nothing more. And the haunting voice of my doctor telling me Stephen would not survive...
I was released the next morning, as it was the only way I could go see my son. The trip to the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit he was in was a 45 minute drive from my home. Stephen was released in 7 days, and was kept on Phenobarbital for 3 months to circumvent the possibility of repeat seizures (which he is not prone to - that was simply a reaction to a severely traumatic birth).
Stephen will be 18 years old on the 18th of this month. His early years were outstanding to me, I saw nothing but a brilliant, loving, caring child as he went from an infant to a toddler to a young child. Then school started, and with each year, I saw him decline.
Finally, when he was in 2nd grade, I took him for some intensive testing with a very experienced psychologist, as he seemed to be going backward rather than forward. I learned then that Stephen had experienced brain damage at birth, and he was diagnosed auditory language disabled as well as having an EXTREME attention deficit disorder.
That is all I can say for now... I will continue on another day...