No sink

As a reminder that we're not the ones who make the plans, our plan for the night (after an afternoon when Matt had time to finish second coating the walls on the main level, meaning we can take up the rosin paper and get the next coat of sealer on the concrete floors as soon as their schedule allows) was to hang the sink, and maybe install the toilet, provided Evania slept well.

Instead, Matt and Reuben took a leisurely ride to the ER in an ambulance after an unusual run of seizures resulted in our using his emergency medication for the first time. It worked (which we were not sure of since a number of people with his syndrome do not respond to it), and he's doing fine, but standard protocol for the first time someone uses this medication is to call 911 as there's a possibility of respiratory distress requiring emergency assistance. The paramedics wanted to take him to the ER so they could continue to monitor his vital signs as he sleeps, and, eventually as he comes out of it.

Last I heard from Matt, Reuben is still sleeping (the medication knocks you out) and has not had any seizures, and we're still waiting to hear if they will send him home yet during the night or admit him for VEEG (video electro-encephalogram - electrodes all over his head) tomorrow.

Almost three years ago, when Reu was 16 months old, was his first VEEG. He was still such a little baby!

In the meantime, there is no sink, nor is there a toilet. God is good in so many ways that we can't figure out on our own!