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Cute Little Chub Rolls

AnonymousJanuary 31, 2013 at 6:21 PM

OH! Trust me, I could complain about a hell of a lot more! Child abuse should not be supported. Lets donate money for medical expenses when they have Tricare which covers everything. Lets nominate this woman for military spouse of the year when she had done NOTHING but bash the military!!!!

I'm not sure how I didn't see this until just now, anonymous, but not once have I bashed the military…I have not BASHED anything.  I have stated nothing but the facts of the situation that my family & I just went through.  I have told our story, from beginning to end.  And it really, seriously makes me laugh that you not only come here and post anonymously - but you also have no idea about our situation and who we are.

First off, TriCare does NOT cover everything.  We had to switch Avery off of TriCare Prime and put her on TriCare Standard in order to get her seen downtown by the Pediatrician we trusted.  I've never asked for money hand-outs from anyone.  We have a ton of medical expenses, beyond what you could probably begin to comprehend.  Those who have a child with special needs or has a ton of appointments will understand that statement.  Medical expenses don't stop at Doctor's visits.  Special therapies aren't covered at 100%.  Special formulas (like Elecare) aren't covered by TriCare before the age of one.  Gas to and from town two, three, four times a week aren't covered by TriCare.  Meals when your family is eating out because appointments are hours and hours long, those aren't covered by TriCare either.  TriCare doesn't cover 1/2 of the expenses that Avery has right now. 

Secondly, not only was I nominated for MSOY – I won for Grand Forks AFB. 

Third, I really don’t care if you like my use of parenthesis or quotations.  If you are dissatisfied with my writing style, feel free to stop reading it.  This is MY blog.  My personal statements.  I write in what is called a “voice” and it is my style of writing.  People who know me will read this blog and will read it and know exactly what I am saying and in what tone I am saying it. 

I really thought the anonymous backlash would go away.  Just goes to show that there are always those who are too cowardly to state their mind with their face behind it.  At least when I tell people what is happening in my life and state my “opinion”, I stand behind it.

Oh, and usually when I  use quotations in (seemingly) awkward places, I do it so that people can pick up on my sarcasm.  J

 

Sorry, I hate to address comments publicly – but I just want to make absolutely sure that all those wonderful anonymous types see how I feel. 

I’m just writing to post a quick update on Avery.  She is doing absolutely beautifully.  She is up to 13lb 12oz now.  It’s crazy to think that four months ago we were just beginning this journey and now we are closing it.  She has gained almost four pounds!  Her g-tube is still having granulation tissue and infection issues, but we are working diligently to get those taken care of.  She has excelled wonderfully with her oral therapies. 

Four months ago, Avery wouldn’t let you touch her face.   Now, not only can you touch her face – you can feed her!  She will take baby food and some “table food”.  She drinks from a sippy cup, although if it has any formula or hint of formula she will absolutely refuse it.  Avery is drinking juice out of a sippy cup and will also drink water.  She has changed so much in the last few months! 

 

Last week she got her first real experience at ‘food play’.  She was sneaky and dumped her container of baby food out on the high chair, so I let her play in it!  She absolutely loved being able to move the food around, eat off of her own hands and play in it.  She had sweet carrots and ham.  I grabbed a ton of pictures.  It is SO great to see her happy, healthy and finally start developing those cute little chub rolls that she should have!

Avery’s best friend, Peighton, came over last week and had a play date.  It is crazy to see Avery and PeiPei next to each other.  I forget how “small” Avery is because she seems so big to me!  Side by side, though, it’s obvious that Avery has a lot of catching up to do!


Peighton and Avery - November 2012

Avery and Peighton - January 2013

Avery is also sitting up independently now.  She still wobbles and falls occasionally – but she is so strong!  She is working towards catching up with her adjusted age and hopefully will catch up non-adjusted soon.  Either way, she’s making her own path – in true Avery fashion!

Tonight, Avery got her first big girl bath!  She shared the tub with her big sisters, Madi & Kailee.  She was so happy and excited to be playing in the tub with her sisters!

 

Madi and Kailee are doing absolutely amazing, as well.  Madi is in ballet at Nancy Pasley’s Ballet Studio downtown and has brought home tons of fun new moves to show us.  She constantly talks about how happy she is at ballet and how much fun she is having.  I can’t wait to see her in action at Parent’s week! Kailee is talking more than ever.  She seems to have suddenly developed a massive vocabulary and is always sure to remind me that she knows what’s going on.  She is definitely in her terrible twos, but she is also so sweet.  Anyone that has a boo-boo gets an “all bedder kiss!” from her.  

 

It feels so good to have a happy, healthy family.  The last few months have been so hard on all of us.  It is so nice to wake up in the morning without the weight of the world crushing down on me!

 

It's All Over!

It’s All Over!

I knew this day was coming.  I could feel it in my heart and soul.  The weight that my family has carried has been bearing down so heavily that at times it felt like we were suffocating.  We felt scared, hurt, angry, hope, fear and a wide range of emotions in between.  We’ve been on all ends of the spectrum of emotions in the last three months.

I remember getting the call saying that I needed to bring Avery to Altru to get admitted.  I remember collapsing in my bedroom crying saying something had to be wrong with her heart.  I’ll never forget the Dr and Nurse walking into her room at 2am to tell me that there were more breaks.  The anger I felt when Matt was removed from our home and we were told the girls would go to foster care if my mother didn’t stay.  The hopelessness of Avery’s declining health and the tube being put in.  I remember researching and trying to find out what caused this.  I knew it wasn’t us so something HAD to be in there.  It just had to be.  I remember feeling lost and alone and crying so much.  I’ve cried more in the last three months than I have compounded into my entire life.  I was swollen and puffy.  Terrified and sleepless.  I remember realizing we had no choice, we had to get a lawyer.  When we called lawyer after lawyer and were told it was $10,000 to retain them I felt like we would never win. 

I remember everything.  The thin, frail body of Avery when we finally got her admitted.  The plump, happy healthy baby she became after getting her g-tube.  I have a lot of positives to take away from this nightmare. 

Avery is healthy.  Sure, she has a tube.  She has a rare bone disease.  She is still failure to thrive.  She is going to be tiny.  We are going to have to change our lives a lot. 

But, she is healthy.

My family is happy.  We have had one hell of a time the last few months.  So many downs.  Down upon down.  Every peak of happiness was followed by a canyon of down. 

But, we are happy.

I am more educated and more confident in my ability to manage Avery’s medical/health care and make decisions without fear.  I can speak up for my daughter. 

I am her advocate.

I have made contact with more families than I ever knew that have also had run-ins with the Doctor on base.  Families with stories that are too hard to believe.  Too heart-breaking to imagine.  Some of those families will never be whole again.

I have realized that there are only imaginary walls in the justice of the military.  By speaking up, speaking out against the Pediatrician who is so widely praised as being perfect with kids, I have found comfort in knowing that those who are most likely to be targeted have changed their PCM, switched from Prime to Standard, or just watched what they say in an effort to protect themselves.  What better justice is there?  She can’t hurt people who refuse to be treated by her. 

Again, this is my opinion of how it happened.  She has her opinion of me.  Her opinion is worthless in my eyes. 

But, it is over.  And I can (and plan on) moving on with life immediately.  We will never be the same.  I will never trust a Doctor fully.  I will never use a military doctor again.  I will request records frequently for all visits.  I will be the protector of my children.  I will take notes in an effort to proactively ensure that we never go through this nightmare again.

But I am moving on.  Onto bigger things.  Onto better things.  I will look  back and say that I did the best I could to protect her, I trusted wrongly.  I will look back and say that I won.  I won my own life back from the monster of all monsters.  I will smile and laugh.  I will speak up.  I will always speak out against this tragedy that happened to our family. 

 

A lot of people have asked us when we are leaving.  The answer is simple – as soon as the military moves us.  We are hoping to be out of the frozen tundra by March.  We are hoping to move south.  We are hoping to be able to transition smoothly into a new life. 

I can’t even explain how much of a sigh of relief I felt when I heard that the Judge had signed off on the release of custody.  That “no services required” meant that it was only a matter of time before it was released. 

It is time for our family to adjust to what is now our new norm.  Our new norm without an investigation, fear of anything and everything going wrong.  We will develop a new norm!

Thank you all so very much.  We have been so blessed by each of you who has prayed for our family, supported us during our weakest and most trying moments.  We have been honored to share the story of sweet Avery Starr.  We have been amazed by the outpouring of support and love.  We have been incredibly shocked and stunned at how many people have stepped forward along side us to take a stand against this nightmare happening.

Thank you so, so much.  Our family has a greatly extended family because of this.  We are blessed beyond compare by each and every one of you.  Thank you.  From the depths of our souls, Thank you.

Don't Say I Didn't Warn You

If you haven’t already – stop – go back and read the entry before this. 

(Continued…)

 

Which brings me to the kicker of information we received from the state.  What is written in parenthesis are actual words taken from offical documents related to our case.  These are what the Pediatrican on base wrote regarding our family.  I have never been so furious in my life!  I won’t put the entire transcript in this post because it is long but I am definitely going to pick out my “favorite” (sarcasm) points. 

“Dr.  said she did not notice any issues that prevent Avery from eating properly.”

 (the next line)

“Dr. did get a speech therapist involved and there was a noticed difference with Avery.”

So, there weren’t any issues – but we went to speech therapy and she noticed a difference in…….what?

“Dr. offered to set up meetings with Child Development but Cheryl would refuse offer.”

Too bad we’ve been set up with early intervention (child development, occupational therapy) since Kailee was born.  Weekly. 

“Dr. said Cheryl was somewhat resistant when getting help from the nursing staff when Cheryl brought Avery in for the scheduled appointments. There was one time when the nursing staff gave Avery 4-6 ounces of food in a two hour period.  Cheryl said there are times when she just cannot feed Avery.”

The “one time” they got her to eat 4-6 ounces was the last time Avery ever took a bottle.  That night she spent 12 hours vomiting, screaming and refusing to feed.  The last bottle my daughter ever took was not even in my hands.  And they are PROUD of this?  Her severe oral aversion was not caused by me not giving a damn about her.  It was caused because a Nurse kept pumping ounce upon ounce into a baby who was taking 6-12 ounces a DAY and did it in a few hours.  I hope that she realizes that she stole something precious from me.  My child will never eat from a bottle again.  Thanks for that.

“While at the doctor’s office Dr. noticed that Cheryl might not be taking the feeding sessions seriously.  On October 30^th, 2012 a scheduled for 0800 and Cheryl did not come in until 1100 or there about.  Cheryl would appear to be not interested while the session was taking place.  Cheryl would be on her cell phone talking or texting.”

10/30 was Tuesday.  The day I called the clinic and said “I’m concerned she’s getting dehydrated.”  Ironically, it is noted in her medical records as being called in at 0950.  Somehow I was supposed to have been at the clinic prior to even having called to tell them there was an issue.  How interesting!  And I spent the time on my phone talking or texting.  That’s even more bizarre.  I don’t get signal in the clinic.  At all. Zero.  That’s how I was unaware that Avery’s (second opinion) Pediatrician was desperately trying to reach me.  I was in the clinic, where I have no signal.

“Also on the 30^th when Cheryl brought Avery in to the Doctor’s office she was crying until Dr. took Avery and started to burp here and she stop crying almost immediately.”

…I’m not even going to go there with this one.  Anyone who has watched Avery knows that this is total bull.

“Cheryl told Dr.  that she is having problems sleeping and she asked Dr.  to prescribe sleeping pills for her.” 

Wow.  Definitely don’t remember that one occurring.  Makes me sound like a winner.

“On November 2, 2012…Cheryl said she wants to get a second opinion on Avery’s eating issues.  Cheryl and Avery returned to Dr. office at approximately 1830.  Cheryl does not think Dr. V is finding the problems Avery is having.”

I went to the clinic 2 ½ hours after it was closed?  Not to mention, now, in this report, I don’t think she’s finding the issues – oh wait, the issues that didn’t exist…right?

“In May of 2012 Dr. received a phone call from *** who was watching Madilynn and Kailee while Cheryl was in the hospital giving birth to Avery. *** was concerned because it appears that those two children were hungry all the time.”

Point one – that conversation never occurred.  Not only was the supposed person with me when I delivered Avery, the person wrote a letter of support in our case and made a point of talking to me about Madi only wanting to eat fruit while Kailee would scarf down everything in sight. (In true Kailee form.  She weighs as much as Madi does.)

The interview only gets better.

“Vermilion was reluctant to switch victim’s formula again because victim did not suffer from constipation or bloody stool, which she related were signs of lactose intolerance.”

September 23^rd I made a Dr’s appointment because “MOP has concerns about poor weight gain.  Recently switched to Nutramigen due to GI upset and constipation.”

September 8^th, I brought Avery in.  “The chief complaint is: Constipation.”

September 4^th, I called because “that child has constipation and is now having decrease in appetite.”

“V noticed subject C. Midkiff was getting increasingly aggravated due to victim not feeding and victim’s constant crying.” 

That is HILARIOUS.  Not only do I not get frustrated from my children’s crying (ask anyone who knows me) but I would never, ever get frustrated with an infant for something out of her control.  I cried because I couldn’t get her to eat.  I was frustrated – hell yeah.  I was frustrated because I was coming into the clinic, sitting in the lobby, being watched by a Nurse and being coached on how to get her to eat as if I were an idiot.  Who wouldn’t get frustrated?!  But my frustration was never, nor has ever been, towards my children.  And I’m insulted and outraged that something like this is written in an OFFICIAL document regarding an investigation. 

“C. Midkiff allowed Madi and Kailee “run amok” during the feeding sessions.  Madilynn and Kailee ran around the room playing and yelloing, and Cheryl did not intervene to calm them down.  V offered on numerous occasions to set C. Midkiff up with child care at the CDC but C. Midkiff always refused.”

Wait.  Wait.  So, I get frustrated with my crying infant because she won’t eat – but I let my toddlers run around screaming and just sit there calmly?  Something about this scenario isn’t making sense.  Oh wait.  It is about to get deeper.

“On 30 Oct 12, C. Midkiff showed up between 1100 and 1130 hours, but was scheduled to show up at 0800 hours.  Victim cried for five to ten minutes and C. Midkiff became increasingly frustrated.  V took victim from C. Midkiff and showed her how to burp victim.  Victim burped and immediately stopped crying.  C. Midkiff was not “out of control” but she was getting increasingly angry toward victim for constantly crying and not feeding properly.”

Remember the last time Oct 30^th was mentioned?  I called into the clinic that day.  How did I have an appointment, show up late for the appointment, allow the Dr to take Avery and burp her (as if I didn’t know how to burp an infant!) and get angry at Avery – all before I even made a phone call to the clinic requesting an appointment?

“C. Midkiff said she wanted a second opinion on victim’s feeding issues and she did not trust V’s judgment. C Midkiff returned to the 319 MDG Medical Clinic later that afternoon and stayed until approximately 1830 or 1900 hours.”

The only truth is the first sentence.  Probably the only truth in the entire document.  And I just love how, yet again, I am leaving the clinic at the same time I am arriving at the clinic on a different document all with Dr. V’s name on it.

"V described C. Midkiff as mentally and emotionally immature and overly dramatic. ... V observed C. Midkiff get frustrated and yell at her children in the clinic, as well as "yank" them up by their arms, but never saw C. Midkiff lose control."

I am absolutely 100% against pulling kids around by their arms, yelling at them, scolding them in public or spanking them - but yet, I do.  And I do it in the clinic, too.  Anyone who knows me knows that this is probably one of the biggest lies yet. 

There are just so many more inconsistencies that I could slowly go into, one by one, but the simple fact at the end of the day is – what’s the point?  I already met with the Med Group and tried to discuss the obvious and blatant lies that have been told to OFFICIALS regarding my child’s health and welfare.  I was told that “it is her opinion and we have no right to tell her anything.”  There is nothing that I can do to prevent this from happening to anyone else. 

There are others who have requested medical records from the base that were given them without the clinical notes in them.  These are the notes that summarize each appointment, including the Dr’s assessment of the parent, child and overall health.  The base is not giving out clinical notes to anyone that has asked (that I know of) recently. 

The base has told me that they are going to ‘review their process’ for FTT cases.  That is NOT enough.  There is a Doctor who sits in her office day after day casting judgment on parents because she just simply doesn’t understand their condition. 

Avery has a g-tube.  The tube WAS preventable.  Early intervention can help prevent a tube being placed.  A swallow study could have been done.  X-rays.  Allergy tests.  Anything.  She could have done ANYTHING to help poor Avery between September (when I started saying “something is wrong”) and November (when she decided it was my fault).  Every night when I connect my sweet Avery up to her feed and watch it pump the nutrition into her body I get a little angry. 

I’m not angry at Avery.  She had no control. I’m angry at myself for waiting so long, trusting and believing in a Doctor who clearly didn’t deserve it.  I’m angry at Dr V for sitting idly by while my daughter jumped percentile lines, spiraled downward and did nothing to even find a cause.  I’m angry because I have spent the last 3 months fighting to keep my child in my house because of “official” interviews, CPS reports and opinions that have no place in an investigation.  If these things were facts – I would understand, but they aren’t.  Not only can you read back through Avery’s medical history and see that the issues started in September, but you can pinpoint each time I called, asked, inquired and requested help.  You can see that the interviews made by Dr. V are exactly contradictory as to what actually happened.

And yet, the military is untouchable.  Dr. V, she’s untouchable too. 

But I will NOT give up.  I will find a way to make sure that no family ever has to go through that again.  If I have to file 100 lawsuits against her, I will.  If I have to go to the media, I will.  I will spread our story out and about and make sure that others know of the danger in trusting her. 

And I can say this.  You know why?  Because it’s MY professional opinion.  It’s my opinion as the mother of a child with a tube coming out of her stomach.  It’s the opinon of a mother who has fought long and hard to make sure her family stays together.  It’s my opinion as a woman, a mother, a lawyer, a nurse, a babysitter, a nutritionist, a therapist, a teacher and any other daily jobs a mother and father have.  It’s my opinion.  And if she is allowed to express her opinion on legal issues (because let’s face it, what she said is definitely not fact!) – then I am allowed to express my opinion on her job as a Pediatrician.

I trusted her, until I didn’t.

We aren’t the first family – but we will fight to be the last.  So please, if you read this and you see her, be weary.  Be worried. Be cautious.  We never thought something could happen to us – and now look at the hell we have gone through.  Our case wasn’t about broken bones or failure to thrive.  It was about proving that despite a medical “professional” stating we were bad parents – we weren’t.  We fought, we won.  And now we are fighting to protect you, your children and your family.   If you don't want protection - continue to see her.  Feel free to disclose how tired you are, how sad you are, how frustrated you get, how much your baby cries - but when the words get twisted and used against you to make you sound terrible......well, don't say I didn't warn you.

A Big Fat Lie.

There are always two sides to every story.  Sometimes, the other side is a big, fat lie.

This blog entry may bore some of you – but those of you who are on base – be aware. This is the TRUTH behind the lies. 

In late October of 2012, I got fed up with being concerned about Avery’s declining percentiles.  I made an appointment.  I was told to come so they could “feed and observe”.  I did what I was told.  I got a second opinion. 

As the case progressed there was a page opened on Facebook called “Help Bring Baby A Home.”  I did not initially run or manage the page.  There were several fundraisers, none of which I orchestrated or asked for.  I spent my time focusing on my family, my sweet Avery.

Last week I got a stack of paperwork about 200 pages thick.  That is not an exaggeration.  I started to flip through it and as I did my blood started to boil.  It was all wrong.  Wrong, wrong, wrong!  I read interviews that OSI did with Avery’s (now former) Pediatrician.  I read the CPS reports and the paperwork that was filed to open the case.  I cried.  I was angry and hurt – so I cried.

People who know me know that I am honest, open and loving.  I leave my door unlocked to those who need help.  I try and give to others and expect nothing in return.  (Sounds fake, right?)  I help anyone who needs it and would literally give you the shirt off my back if it helped you.  I am not that person anymore. 

The lies behind this investigation make me so angry at this base, the med group, the New Parent “Support” Program and ultimately, Dr. Vermillion. 

The first report made to CPS was made by Family Advocacy – but more importantly was filed by Peggy of the new parent support program on base.  This program is a voluntary program that you can sign up for.  We invited Peggy into our home and allowed her to be involved in our lives and spend time with Avery.  The first report reads:

“Family Advocacy Nurse notes youngest preemie daughter no weight gain in past 2 weeks (9lbs 14.5oz or 4.46kg).  Mom to base Peds Clinic 10/30/12 with observed formula feedings successfully 6oz over 4 hrs.  Mom was instructed by base pediatrician, Dr. Vermillion, to come each day 8-9am to Peds for feedings.  10/31/12 arrived around noon.  Successful formula feedings until Mom wanted to leave for Halloween festivities.  Mom asking pediatrician to admit her youngest daughter to hospital for nasogastric tube placement for feeding.  Mom is a nursing student.  Oldest daughter hx of FTT.  When youngest daughter was in NICU, neighbor watched other 2 daughters and stated girls were “famished” and would eat everything they could.  Mom admitted report made with her 1^st daughter when they were living in TX where they didn’t get along with their neighbors so they reported she wasn’t feeding her daughter.  Mom has some condition that her teeth are rotting.”

Oh, how my blood is still running cold reading these lies.  First off – I was NEVER told a specific time to return to the clinic for feeding documentation.  I was told to “come back tomorrow and bring formula so we can feed her again”.  I complied.  I didn’t stay all day because I have two other children to take responsibility for and no family in the area.  How dare I be reprimanded for taking care of ALL of my children instead of just one.  Secondly, I NEVER asked for a feeding tube to be inserted.  I discussed the fact that Avery’s suck/swallow reflex seemed to have disappeared, that I was having a hard time getting her to eat and that I was concerned about her nutrition.  Third, we didn’t even go to any “halloween festivities” on the 31^st because we spent the afternoon at the clinic and by the time we left I was exhausted and so were the girls.  Fourth, the supposed “neighbor” who watched the girls has directly stated that such a conversation has never occurred.  I actually have Peggy admitting to not having such a conversation on recording, as well.  Yet it was filed in a CPS report?  WHERE is that ok?  WHY is that ok?!  Fifth, the first CPS report was not made by a neighbor.  It was made by a mom of a group I was in (on Facebook) for mothers.  It was opened and closed within a few weeks and was erased from our records so they can’t possibly even find that the case ever happened.  And finally – the condition that cause my teeth to rot?  Well, we will address that after the SECOND report filed by the base (all within two days).

Second report reads:

“Reporter states that Avery was born premature at 32 weeks.  She is experiencing significant issues with weight gain and reflux.  Reporter states that there has been concern regarding the feeding practices with Avery.  Beginning on 10-29-12 Cheryl was to come into the clinic on the AFB daily at 9:00am to work with the medical staff regarding Avery’s feeding.  She would also be observed by medical staff at that time and assistance would be provided as needed.  Cheryl has been inconsistent with coming into the clinic for this.  At this point Avery is being referred to Pediatrics at Altru for further testing.  Dr. Vermillion is also recommending hospitalization for her at this time at Altru.  The reporter states that Cheryl wants the baby to have a feeding tube inserted as she feels that this would resolve her feeding issues.  At this time medical staff is feeling that Avery may be failure to thrive.  Reporter states that there have been feeding issues with the other two children.  Madilynn was also premature and was diagnosed as failure to thrive.  That diagnosis just recently ended for her.  Reporter states that there have been concerns related to Cheryl’s eating and nutrition.  It is believed that she has some kind of eating disorder.  At this time she is having significant dental issues because of that.”

Priceless.  There should definitely have been concerns related to Avery’s feeding – I started stating in SEPTEMBER that I was concerned and it is documented in Avery’s medical records!  What mother in their right mind would want their baby to have a feeding tube?  Because if I wanted her to have a feeding tube so badly then why is it that when the NG tube was inserted at Altru that I fell apart crying?  It isn’t normal for a child to not eat – that is what I kept saying.  “She won’t eat.”  “I can’t get her to eat.”  “She just screams all the time.”  “At this time medical staff feel that Avery may be failure to thrive.”  Seriously?  She dropped from the 31^st percentile (July) to the 4^th percentile (October).  She IS failure to thrive.  She was considered failure to thrive at the beginning of September and nothing was even done.  There were no feeding issues with my other girls.  Both eat perfectly fine, both were failure to thrive.  All of my pregnancies were IUGR and SGA.  When did failure to thrive become the parent’s fault?! As far as the concerns regarding my feeding, no one EVER talked to me about my eating habits.  No one asked me how I was feeling, what I was eating, my weight or anything else.  I am heavier now than I’ve ever been.  I eat, trust me, I EAT.  I love food.  But, don’t forget – my eating disorder is causing my teeth to rot out.  How insulting!?  And not to mention the fact that it is filed on a CPS report as FACT.  It is not stated as an opinion – everything written is just as factual as you can imagine.  Try fighting that. 

The story gets even better.  Stay tuned!