We're less than a month away from the anniversary of Ruby going into the hospital, and just this morning, as she was plowing through her second bowl of Trix (it was a birthday present from Grandma Two), I suddenly remembered what a hard time we had getting her to eat after she finished with her dialysis. She lost a lot of weight in the hospital, and her inability to eat after being fed intravenously for so long was one reason they kept her as long as they did. Even after she did come home, we worried for a long time that she just wasn't eating enough.
It's hard to believe that now, considering the child stuffs her face at every meal (and between them), loves vegetables and spicy food, gets frequent compliments from waitresses on her ability to tuck it away, and yells for snacks from her bed both at night and in the morning.
It's surprising to me how quickly I've forgotten so many things about that experience, but it's important not to forget everything. We are very lucky things turned out the way they did. Happy birthday, Rubester.
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It seems unreal that it has almost been a year and it is incredible to see Ruby now and think of where she was, just know that we all remember and we are all so grateful for that tiny child.
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