Penny Park

Sunday we went to the park.  It was a nice day.  Maeryn got sick again that night.

We had all our friend praying and we were adding iron drops to her oatmeal in the morning.

This time she only hit the bathroom three times.

I hope that this was the beginning of the end.  Something better.

Jonah and Michael went to Walmart and picked up a few things.

The nights were still cold.

I figured the test results would have to come on Monday.

And when they came, if they were negative, we would get to move on to Arizona.

Silver City; Still No Test Results

This mirror!  It was the reason I brought everyone back to this store.

On Saturday we got up and decided to check out Silver City as a family.  I was excited to show everyone all the things I'd seen, and of course it was day time, so Maeryn was feeling okay.

Also - she hadn't been sick Friday night, so we were all hoping maybe she had finally kicked whatever bug was in her belly.

I took them all around the city.  We got drinks at the local co-op grocery.  And I took them to the cool Mexican art store.  They all liked it just as much as me.  We decided that once we settle down we'd come back here and get stuff to decorate our new house.

I also loved these pillows.

And this St. Francis divider I saw just today.

That night Maeryn got sick again.

The doctor called and said one of the results were back and she was negative for one thing.  Still waiting on the others.

De-toxifying Billy

We thought these warnings on the washers were a little dramatic

After visiting the doctor and getting testing for Maeryn and realizing that we really weren't kicking this thing, we settled down in Silver City to wait for test results and get the bus clean.

We did laundry and cleaned the thing from top to bottom.  We opened all of the windows and aired things out.  We cleaned the bathroom.  It was quite a day.

I kept hoping test results would come back quickly.  They said they'd rush them since Maeryn was so young.  We waited 48, then 72 hours.

There was praying and buying of tons of healthy foods and putting iron drops in Maeryn's oatmeal.

Lots of just... waiting.

One day I went into the city by myself.  It was lovely.  I met a lot of people - the barista at the coffeeshop who just moved here from Alaska, the microbiologist who owned a ranch and sold her meats at the local butcher shop with all grass feds and organics, the artists'' guild that met at the same shop, the book seller who admired my selections (I got a second printing of Walden and an early edition of Sherlock Holmes (all the short stories) with original drawings)) and talked to me about Utah and hiking and the Australian Open.  I bought some good meats for the kids and some good coffee for me and I found this amazing store that sold Mexican artwork.  I decided I'd take the fam there as soon as Maeryn was feeling better.

Soon, right?

At least the bus is clean.