Thursday, April 21, 2011

One Year Mark

We hit the one year mark for living in China on April 14th. Wahoo! It's been quite an adventure thus far.

Last Friday, Matt cut his finger very badly and had to travel to Hong Kong for emergency reconstructive surgery. Thanks to a huge gust of wind slamming a heavy door that crushed the bone in the tip of his middle finger, he spent two nights in Canossa Hospital on Hong Kong Island. He received 8-10 stitches along with IV's a couple times each day to fight off infection. The staff there were wonderful and took very good care of their patient.

Dean and myself spent Saturday night in a hotel room within walking distance to the hotel so we could visit. The experience made me realize how much I miss the ease and convenience of having a hospital you can trust nearby, like what we had in Atlanta. I mean, we had to have our passports stamped to visit him!

When the Dr. unwrapped Matt's finger for the last time before sending him home on Sunday, he asked me to look at it so he could explain what it would look like if it started to get infected. Dean was in my arms at the time and looked on with a very concerned expression. After contemplating the injury for a minute, he pointed and said "daddy owwww". We laughed and agreed with him. Along with saying new words every day, the little guy is looking more and more like a boy instead of a baby.


Before traveling into Hong Kong on Saturday to visit Matt, I took Dean to a 1st birthday party. The party consisted of several "expat" children from the U.S., a little boy whose parents' are from France, and one Chinese boy. It turned into a pool party when halfway through the parents blew up an inflatable pool from the local Walmart and set it on the balcony outside. Their apartment is on the 21st floor overlooking Shenzhen Bay, which made for a very scenic backdrop. It reminded me of a mini swimming pool on the top of a cruise ship.

Though he was the youngest one to get in the water, Dean was by far the most excited and adventurous. He splashed, jumped, giggled, and even stuck his face under the water a couple times. He was one of the first ones in, and I had to drag him out long after the other kids were dry and on to cake and ice cream. I think we've got a swimmer on our hands. I'm looking forward to weekend pool time this summer!





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