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6 - THE CITIZEN - WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 3, 2001 The sky is J'alling I instruct him to "give 'em hell" and say a silent prayer that the surgery is a success. By DEBI MARSHALL Day One, Dec. 26, 8 a.m. A honky, raspy cough trickles slowly into my sleep, pulling me from cotton-coated dreams onto a conscious plane I don't wish to in- habit. I sink slowly back into the depth  of my slumber, settling comfortably !nto a world far away from the reality of my existence -- dogs barking, doorbells chiming, phones ringing -- ZZZZZZZ -- cough -- wheeze -- cough. With all the strength I can muster, I open one eye, then the other. It takes a full minute before my mind translates what the hands of the clock are clearly stat- ing: 8:15 a.m. Can it really be that late? It seems like only minutes have passed since I collapsed into bed at midnight on Christmas. Honk! Honk! The harsh sound grabs my full attention. I recognize, all too well, what the nagging noise means. Our nine- year-old daughter, Chelsea, is sick on the morning our son Greg, 16, is having major surgery. I think of the timeworn clichd: When it rains, it pours. It is the constitu- tion by which I live my life, not out of desire but because of neces- sity. 9:30 a.m. I have showered, dressed and inhaled a bowl of ce- real. Chelsea stumbles sleepily in- to the kitchen, her face an un- healthy crimson from fever. I place my cheek against her fore- head and feel too much warmth. I hold a thermometer firmly in the pit of her arm, then add half a de- ree to the numbers flashing be- re me: 100.3. Darn! , Ignoring her protests that she is 'fine, I give her Motrin, peer into the back of her throat with a flashlight and check her neck for swollen glands. I race to the phone to schedule an appoint- ment with our pediatrician, then call a close friend and plead with her to watch Chelsea and take her to the doctor. Like she has count- less times in the past, she readily agrees. I can t imagine my life without her help. 10:15 a.m. My husband, Bob, 10-year-old daughter, Michelle, Greg and I drive to the hospital. The air outside is crisp and clear. Snow from days earlier clings to barren tree branches and tele- phone wires. We consciously try to make the conversation light to ease the tension in the car, but the fear is so palpable I can cut it with a knife. Greg is scheduled for surgery to lengthen the hamstrings in both legs. As the result of prob- lems arising from a precarious, high-risk birth, the tendons and muscles in his legs have always been tight and unable to be stretched. I recall with great clari- ty the prognosis of 11 specialists we consulted in the first 15 months of his life; doctors who said our son would never walk, never have the ability to express himself verbally, would need to be enrolled in schools for "differ- ently-abled" children. I think about Greg's courage and determination over the past 16 years. He wore braces on both legs to learn to walk, slept with casts at night to keep his tendons stretched, went to physical thera- py three times a week when other kids his age were riding bicycling and playing in sandboxes. This golden-haired child now grown tall has far exceeded the predic- tions of those experts. He became my hero 16 years ago. I know that will never change. 10:30 a.m. With trepidation, we walk through the hospital doors that have opened automati- cally to let us in. We fill out forms in the post-surgical waiting area, and Greg is given a gown and scrubs. Soon a middle-aged nurse whose gender I have difficulty de- termining informs us Greg's blood pressure is alarmingly high and that the anesthesiologist I had required months earlier has been pulled off Greg s case to work on an infant facing heart surgery. I call a close friend,, a highly respected doctor at this children's hospital, and ask her about the anesthesiologist Greg has been as- signed. She reaffirms that he is top notch. 11 a.m. The anesthesiologist we initially requested enters the small examining room and apolo- gizes for not being able to be with Greg during surgery. He reassures us his replacement is equally skilled. 11:15 a.m. Greg's older sister, Tiffany, arrives. I pull her aside and ask her to try to calm him down. Best friends, they spend a part of each day joking and laugh- ing together in a way enviable to outsiders. She readily agrees and soon they are cracking jokes and smiling. My own stomach is in knots. I know that despite my words, Greg recognizes the fear in my voice. 11:30 a.m. We meet the anes- thesiologist and are instantly put at ease by the firmness of his handshake, the calmness of his demeanor, the sincerity of his gaze. He expresses concern about Greg's blood ,pressure, but assures us he will watch him like a hawk" in surgery. 12:15 p.m. The pediatric or- thopedic surgeon, the man who first gave us hope that Greg would walk, enters, the waiting room with a smile. He reassures us that Greg is in good hands.and leaves to prepare for surgery. 12:30 p.m. Greg is led away by two nurses. We all hug him and despite the promises to my- self not to, I begin to cry. I instruct him to "give 'em hell" and say a silent prayer that the surgery is a success. 12:30 p.m. to 2:45 p.m. We all deal with the stress in various ways. Bob makes numerous trips to the candy and pop machines. Tiffany rocks steadily back and forth in a large rock!ng chair, her legs tucked protectively beneath her. I write, thank yoc note after thank you note, trying  keep the anxiety to a level where I can still breathe. 1 p.m. I call home to check on Chelsea. Our friend reports the pediatrician thinks her illness is viral and tells her we'll have to "wait it out." I pray that Greg doesn't come down with this same bug while recovering from surgery. 2:45 p.m. Greg is taken from surgery into a recovery room. A phone rings and we are told we can see him once he is taken to a regula hospital room on the sec- ond floor. We pack up our belong- ings that we have scattered throughout the waiting room and pace, impatiently, in anticipation of the telephone call. 3:15 p.m. The long-awaited call arrives. Greg is being trans- ported to Room 2108. We are told we can meet him there. I spot him in the hallway. He is soundly asleep on a large hospital bed with wheels. His color is whiter than snow. Even his lips appear to be transparent. Once in the room, he begins shaking violently and a frightened nurse reports his tem- perature is an alarming 93.2 de- grees. They cover him in blankets and place a large, heavy heated sandbag on his chest. I lean over the bed and hold him tightly, try- ing to transfer some of my own body heat to him. He is shaking so badly I can barely hang on. There are moments I blame myself for his problems. Why couldn't I car- him the full nine months? Why d this have to happen? Mostly, though, I am frightened, not only by the ashen c(lor of his skin and our inability to raise his tempera- ture but by the nausea that is rack- ing his body. 4 p.m. to midnight Ever so slowly his temperature begins to rise. Then, for the next eight hours, he begins vomiting uncon- trollably. Doctors scramble to in- sert a variety of anti-nausea drugs in his IV, but none of them seem to be effective. The "blow by" oxygen is no longer adequate, and a nasal can- nula is placed beneath his nose. It is after 10 p.m. before his temper- ature reaches 97 degrees, still more than a degree-and-a-half be- low normal. Slowly a little color begins to appear in his lips. Even so, he is stilla dull gray. Despih; the efforts of this highly ;kille([ staff and the drugs that they clain are usually effective, every fe minutes he vomits into a vlasti. basin. Bob and I alternate C mDm[ his face with a warm washcloth Silently I hold my breath and pray. Debi Marshall's award-winning column also appears in several week- ly newspapers throughout the West. She has worked as a reporter for sev- eral daily newspapers, holds a mas- ter's degree in journalism froth Northwestern University, is the mother of five children and an eight. year cancer survivor. If you wish t(, share your story or comments, please write Debi in care of this newspaper or e-mail her at silverlini@aol.com. I School Lunch Menu WEST SIDE SCHOOL DISTRICT THURSDAY, 1/4 - LEE: Bar- becue, potato wedges, pickles, white cake, mixed fruit, milk; WSHS: Salad bar. FRIDAY, 1/5 - Ham slice, au gratin potatoes, green beans, dinner roll, cherry cobbler, milk. MONDAY, 1/8 - Taco, corn, applesauce, cinnamon roll, milk. TUESDAY, 1/9 - Ham and cheese sandwich, spud skins, pickles, pudding, milk. WEDNESDAY, 1/10 - Ham- burger gravy, baking powder biscuit, California blend veg- gies, peaches, bar cookie, milk. PRESTON SCHOOL DISTRICT BREAKFAST Oakwood/Pioneer, PJHS, 7:50 to 8:20 a.m.; PHS, 7:30 to 8:10 a.m. LUNCH MAIN LINE CHOICES THURSDAY, 1/4 - Spaghetti with meat sauce FRIDAY, 1/5 - OAK- WOOD/PIONIER: Chicken nuggets with tater tots; PHS/PJHS: Idaho nachos with corn chips. MONDAY, 1/8 - Chicken fajitas. TUESDAY, 1/9 - Turkey gravy with mashed potatoes. WEDNESDAY, 1/10 - OAKWOOD/PIONEER: Hoagie sandwich; PJHS: Spicy chicken with tater wedges; PHS: Taco salad edibowls. In addition to main line choices, other menu items are served daily: Oakwood and Pioneer of- fer peanut butter and jam sandwich, tossed salad, milk or juice. PJHS offers pizza, salad bar, milk or juice. PHS: Students can eat at the The Pit or Nielson Gym. In addition to other items, both locations serve fruit and milk or juice. Check out the Child Nutrition and Food Service web site on the Preston School District Web Wall. a Scouting ARROW OF LIGHT - Tyler Hobbs, son of Kory Hobbs and Marsha Riggs, was awarded the Arrow of Light Award on Dec. 28, 2000. He was a mem- ber of Pack 246 sponsored by the Franklin Second Ward. His leaders have been Glen Erick- son and Max Richards. Citizen seeks submissions for Valentine's Day edi- The Preston Citi'zen is looking forward to Valen- tine's Day and the opportunity to share unique sto- ries of courtship and love with its readers. If you have a tale to tell about that special some- one in your life -- how your love came to be or con- tinues to flourish  please summarize it in one or two typed pages and submit it to Necia Seamons or David Johnson by Jan. 22. A wide range of experiences are sought: tragic, dramatic, tender, etc. Please write only of actual occurrences and il clude name and phone number so you may be tacted if questions arise. The Citizen will publish most unique accounts on Feb. 14. RURAL (Continued ffom with their snow boards and scoot- ers. My grandson wasn't very hap- py when he was given a goofy looking, homemade snow board with thongs nailed on it. He didn't think his dad's sense of humor was very funny. I had a nice holiday with my daughters, Tayna Michel of Ovid and Rachel Robinson of Orem. Judy Nix spent two weeks ris- iting with her children, sisters and friends in Altoona and Coco, Fla., and Dawsonville, Ga. Russell and Sara Jacobson were happy to have their daughter and son-in-law, Tera and Craig Norris, and children, Jade, Kaylee and Jason, visit with them over Christmas weekend from Dallas. Penny and Glen Reid enjoyed the company of their son who flew in from Ohio for Christmas to be with them. and their son and daug2hter from Preston. Steve Sherman went to Lebanon, Ore., to bring back his two children, Daniel, 15, and Han- nah, 13, for a week's visit in West- on. Val and Sharon Lowder and children were in Weston taking care of some things at their house and visiting with their children in Logan and the Preston area for Christmas. They are living in Pagosa Springs, Colo., where Val is doing insulation with his son. Jeana and Tom Lanktree had a baby boy Dec. 30 about 2 a.m. He is a healthy 7 pound, 11 ounce cutie. He and his m_o,m are doing fine. Jan Zilles grandmother, who lives with her, was taken by ambu- lance to Franklin County Medical Center Wednesday afternoon fol- lowing a fall and was kept there for a couple of days for observation. Send your news to 3b. ug@juno.com or call 852-. Clifton By WENDY KENDALL It was nice to have a white Christmas in Clifton this year. We saw plenty of the Christmas spirit as neighbors gave gifts to one an- other up and down the West Side. We had plenty of goodies donated by the talented hands of West Side kitchens. It is also always a joy this time of year to appreciate the hard work and creativity of those who take the time and make the effort to decorate their homes and lawns with light displays. Please accept the thanks of those of us who are not so talented. Ward and Devonna Moore had some excitement in their home a week or so ago. They began smelling smoke and even though they searched from rbom to room they could not find the source even as the smoke rapidly ot thicker. They called the fire department who continued the search until Kim Crockett, whose other profes- sion of furnaceman turned out to be a real advantage, thought of the furnace and went down to the basement. Sure enough the furnace fan had caught fire and was deliv- ering the smoke through the vents to the entire house. The problem was quickly taken care of and with ultra efficiency Mr. Crockett even repaired the furnace before he left so the problem was solved, much to the Moores relief. Let us hope that this is the only excitement this kind over here this season. A Community Family was held Friday, Dec. 29, at Moyle Community Center families were urged to attend. Reed Choules, son of Choules, reported his mission he in Clifton Second Ward a couple weeks ago. Reed served able mission in the Phoenix Mission. I heard compliments about what an lent talk he gave. Clifton First Ward Choir formed a special Christmas ley. Sherry Phillips them under the direction ( Cox. They all did a beautiful with the music. Solos were Karen Peterson, Michelle ward, Mary Call and Nathan We appreciate their efforts and ent. The solos especially were derful. First Ward also " their Christmas party, which marvelous dinner, and a visit what was apparently the real ta. Clifton Second Ward had Christmas Cantata, written narrated by Myma Moyle, ducted by Corliss Whitehead accompanied by Carolyn Smart. special duet was performed Richard and Tara Westover and companied by Lisa Sears. They also enjoyed their Christmas party with a special phasis this year on service. In junction with their party Ward donated 34 kits, 15 school kits, seven kits and 72 fleece balls sli pers, scarves, lined er miscellaneous items. The ward was involved. Computer tech taught at community ed classes Begining Technology Comuni- ty Education Classes sponsered by the Preston School District are. schedualed to start Jan. 16 through the Feb. 6. At a cost of $10 per top- ic or $35 for the entire course, each class will cover a specific subject. All dass will be on Tuesday nights starting at 6:30 p.m. and will end at 8:30 pm with the first class "Intoduction and Wmdo.ws 98" on Jan. 16. Word Processing using Mi- crosoft Word will be held on 18, Power Point on January 23, cel on Jan. 25, Internet Explorer 5, and on Feb. 6 with Email Express. PRIMARY PR()GRAM HELPS FOR 2001 FOLLOW THE PR()PHET FOLLOW THE PROPHET Activity & Idea Book vol. 1 $7.95 Activity & Idea Book vol. 2 $ 7.95 . Teaching With Music $ 7.95 ! FOLLOW THE PROPHET Primary Partners Teaching Tools* $9.95 Primary Partners Sharing Tune" $9.95 Primary Partners Singing Fun* $9.95 * Also available on CD Rom $11.95 I! ':[ "- r.,: -- i FOLLOW THE PROPHET Sharing Time Activities for Chilren, CD Rom Included! $10.95 FOLLOW THE PROPHET Songs for the 00001 Primary Sacrament Meeting Presentation. CD $15.98 Cass $10.98 Sheet Music $2.50 2001 PRIMARY THEME POSTERS $ 4.95 FOLLOW THE PROPHET BEANIE BEARS $6.95 FOLLOW THE PROPHET JEWELRY $1.95 - $3.95 77 South State Preston 852-0155 THE PRESTON CITIZEN