27 Years And Counting....

27 years ago late on this day a routine visit to the OBGYN turned into a full scale emergency. With Sandi strapped down on a gurney and on oxygen with tons of other equipment as things got worse and worse by the minute I and a team of nurses and her doctor ran down halls at Medical City Dallas Hospital trying to get her to an operating room. Both her and our son were dying and all I could do was help push the gurney. It was a very helpless feeling.

Sandi underwent an emergency cesarean and Karl was born about six weeks premature. He will claim he was born with a full beard, but he was not. He was born with some hair, collapsed lungs, and a host of other issues. So many in fact that it would be hours before I saw him in NICU where every few minutes his heart would stop and a nurse would touch his chest and get him to breathe again.Mom wasn't doing much better at that point.


It has been a long journey to get to here and both Sandi and I feel super old today.


Happy Birthday, Karl!