Sunday, September 20, 2009

Mounting Curtain Rods In Window Frames

after heart surgery back home

Justus is for something more than two weeks he the one in the ICU and the other on the pediatric cardiology Station has spent, on Friday returned home. At this point I would like to thank all those who have lighted a candle and prayed for Justus. Luckily it was not necessary to also bring even a victim, as it was then made by the Romans. How religious were the Romans, you see it in the interiors of the houses that had almost all the corner for religious worship.

These images I've also made on Saturday at a Römertag in Cologne-Deutz (see link in the week). Together with my wife and Justus I put up in nice weather there.


My wife, you look at her new hairdresser's exertions last week hardly was again very generous and gave me some clay busts given.


Of course there were also get to see "real" Romans, such as those legionnaires.


Finally I took the opportunity, I set up a "real" Gladiator helmet. Pretty hard-the part!


And finally, a (proof) photo of the main character: Justus.


Cheers, Justin!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Glory Hole In Jacksonville Beach Fl

flower power with Justus

Today I want to celebrate the good shape of our son Justin with some photos of him. The doctors said for example that he is for the severity of his illness and operation in top condition. And the (somewhat) awkward 48 hours of operation are now almost over.

Justus,
You are my marguerite,
My star and favorite.


Justus tells us about his favorite flowers ...


And now it's time for a nap ...

Justus and his friend, the clown, a good night! My

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Drawing Of A Ship With All Parts Labeled

Heart surgery recovered well to

about 5 weeks old son Justin has survived his (first) heart surgery well! Juhu! :-) My wife and I are very relieved. The last few days have been emotional, especially for my multi-talented woman demanding. So they had to not only experience the hard time of waiting, I had taken the day off on Wednesday. On Tuesday afternoon, however, had already taken place after several preliminary tests, it was called then, suddenly, that Justin would be operated on until Thursday, because some emergency surgeries blocked the intensive care unit. So the thrill went into overtime and I also had to take time on Thursday. So am I this morning, after I had gone for a walk with our Puggie driven by 6 clock to the hospital where I had my wife, who stayed there, but hardly slept, even expected. A little later I was able to push the small Justus with a baby carriage to the hospital operating room, where two nurses showed me the path. As I had said goodbye to Justin, I went to the main entrance, where I wanted to meet with my wife. Together we drove into the city center of Cologne, as my wife desperately needed distraction. She had given the doctor her phone number so that he call her as soon as the operation was completed. So we were somewhat disoriented around the city, many shops still had closed. When we finally, at 12 clock in the media market and were sonicated by Whitney Houston, were the cell phone rang my wife. Shortly thereafter, she burst into tears. I hoped that there were tears of joy. Fortunately was not. Phew! We could not breathe! Then we ran as fast as we could to Neumarkt, from where we intended to take the tram. On the way, I would be almost been run over by a bus. But it was not any, but by the German football national team. And the bus was not empty, as I saw seconds later. The first rose from Lukas Podolski, to Andreas Beck and then Sami Khedira. Next I was able to play this fascinating do not watch because my wife urged me to go further, what I did. When we finally arrived at the hospital told us the operating Professor of how well everything had gone to the OP. It took me only two and a half hours. Everything had been without complications. Justus is stable. The professor was very pleased, and we will do. He then gave us the intensive care unit where we could see our little sleeping Justus (or some part of him that was not covered by any cables or hoses). Our brave little guy!