Welcome to the Scharrer family's real life story! Most of our story is written for, and about, our four kids and the spice they add to our lives. It's our story of happiness, craziness, and sometimes ridiculousness. We've journaled through childbirth, the terrible two's, private school (and our public school experience), an autism diagnosis, medical school, residency, and long-term mission work in Africa.

Now we're following a new adventure, which involves a 45 foot motorcoach, homeschool, and as many ski slopes as we can go down in one year.

For posts from while we were living in Zimbabwe and updates about our future plans in Zimbabwe, please see our mission blog...

www.ourzimbabwejourney.blogspot.com.





27 July 2012

Happy Birthday, Klaasen!




Klaasen Burke,
TODAY is your BIRTHDAY! 
You are TWO years old!!!
August 1, 2010

December 20, 2010
April 14, 2011

April 27, 2011

August 1, 2011
November 10, 2011
February 14, 2012
July 18, 2012
We celebrated your second birthday at Bumpa and Grandma's house with your cousins Brittany, Sarena, and Natalie, and your Uncle Jay and Aunt Nancy (and of course your brother, sister, and Mommy and Daddy).  You weren't quite sure about what to think of the celebration, but I think you enjoyed all the attention.
To watch the big birthday boy blow out his candles, click here.
As I write this, you are out in the backyard sitting in the sandbox.  Every morning after you wake me up (you are ALWAYS the first one up), you ask me to "wake up," and then ask for, "bekrast, peese, Mommy!"  After eating your breakfast on the deck at your little picnic table, you always play in the backyard with Summit or in the sandbox while you wait for Maida and Skogen to wake up. You absolutely love and adore your siblings and you had no idea what to do without them when they left you for six days earlier this summer.  You are still our biggest snuggler and love to get in bed with Mommy and Daddy every morning. You are finally sleeping through the night and have dropped your nap most days.  You love cars, trucks, and tractors.  You love tools.  You love to talk and sing.  You love Bible Class.  You are fearless.  You're a great little swimmer and love to be in the water.  One of your favorite highlights of the summer was driving Bumpa's tractor and Bumpa's boat and you ask to go back to Bumpa's house often.  You love to talk on the phone and you are getting really good at carrying on a phone conversation.  You're the best eater in the family.  You still weigh as much as you did at six months, you're just longer!  You love animals and especially Summit.  He will always be your little tag along.  You sleep in bunk beds with your brother and love your bottom bunk.  You call it,"Kaassie's big bed."  You listen to classical music as you fall asleep and you hate watching TV.  Daddy is one of your favorite people, but you couldn't live without Mommy.  You refuse to go to the bathroom in the potty chair and would rather wear a diaper or pee on the floor.  You are a horrible sharer and put up a good fight with anyone.  If you're fighting with Skogen, you always win.  You have a unique relationship with Maida and love to sit by her, ask her to read you books, and lay your head on her shoulder.  You love stickers and coloring.  You have a great pencil grip and can write lines and circles when we ask you to.  You know all of your colors, you can count to 12, and you are constantly looking for more to learn.  You know that Kinley lives in Oklahoma, Bumpa lives with Grandma in Park Rapids, you have brown eyes, Daddy works at the hospital, Skogen is your brother, Maida is your sister, your birthday is in July, and much much more.  You blow me away with your intelligence and your ability to understand exactly what is going on.  You're a special, kid, and I am so proud to be your Mommy!
We love you so much, BooBoo, and can't wait to see what this next year has in store for you!

- Mommy

26 July 2012

A Quick Oklahoma Recap


All packed and ready to go!
We took a family trip down to Oklahoma at the beginning of July.  When we left Minnesota, it was so cold that morning, I had to have the heat on.  14.5 hours later, we arrived in Oklahoma and it was so hot, I couldn't take off enough clothes to be even remotely comfortable. 

Skogen was happy to find that Nana had
all of Daddy's old cars waiting for him
to play with while we were there!
The trip down wasn't easy.  I drove alone with the three kids and two dogs (Erik met us down there a few days later).  45 minutes into our trip, Skogen threw up all over the car. Of course we were miles and miles from the next town or gas station.  Luckily I found an exit with a small river near the road.  I pulled the car up to the river and what I couldn't wash in the river, I wiped with wet wipes and called it good.  Luckily the car didn't smell like puke for too long and we rode comfortably and happily until we were about an hour out of Kansas City.  We had stopped to let our dogs out to run and go to the bathroom and while I had the car door open, Skogen's backpack of his entire car collection fell out.  Being at a sketchy truck stop and not trusting anyone around, I hurried the dogs through their potty process and we took off - leaving all of Skogen's cars behind.  I didn't realize until we were two more hours down the road and I was devastated!  We had one more bad stop where our puppy, Summit, ran away, forcing me to chase him for 10 minutes in over 100 degree weather.  While I was chasing him, the kids locked themselves in the car and Klaasen spilled my entire large Mocha Frappe all over the front seat. Other than that, our trip down went fairly smooth and we made it all in one drive.  I even got to introduce the kids to the Beach Boys and was extremely excited that they liked them just as much as I do!  :)

We arrived just a few days before my brother-in-law and sister-in-law had their second baby!  Ever since they announced that they were expecting over Thanksgiving, I had big plans to be there for this event.  I was beyond excited to receive a call from my sister-in-law at 3:00 in the morning, two days after our arrival, saying that she thought she was in labor!  I loved ohhhing and awwwing over my new niece, Evyn Ruth for the remainder of our trip and won't ever forgot how special it was to be there for her big arrival.

We made lots of good memories while we were there.  The kids really enjoyed spending some good quality time with their cousin, Kinley.  They spent most of the time in the pool, running through the sprinkler, or sliding down the slip'n'slide.  That's all we could do to keep them cool.  We also enjoyed a trip to my cousin's farm (pics to come later), Fourth of July with the family (pics to come later), a trip to the zoo, a visit to the emergency room, making and playing with the Blob, seeing my college roommate, Aubrey, and her sweet babies, and we enjoyed some good old Oklahoma snowcones...



Klaasen, Maida, and Kinley in the pool


At the zoo with Papa.  We took a ride on the train!

Klaasen fell out of our big Excursion and got a concussion.  We made a trip to the emergency room for a CAT scan to make sure that everything was alright (it was!).

I got my baby fix :)

The Blob we made out of a big piece of plastic and duct tape.

Sweet sleeping baby

Aunt Karlie (not looking like she just birthed a baby), Evyn, Kinley, Kyper, and Uncle Brandon

Snowcones with Daddy

Nana helping Maida hold baby Evyn
 Our trip home was rather uneventful (thankfully).  The most memorable part of the trip was when I was driving through Kansas and recognized the truck stop where we left Skogen's cars!  I quickly pulled off and ran into the gas station nearby, thinking there was no way they would have the backpack full of cars that we left in the field behind their station.  But, to my surprise, they had found it and kept it for us!  Skogen was so excited to be reunited with all of his cars.
Skogen with his cars!!!

To see all of our pictures from the trip, click here.  I'll post a few more pictures and stories from Oklahoma soon...

19 July 2012

Update on Erik - A neat little story

Here’s a neat little story...

While I was driving last week, I lifted my left arm to the top of my steering wheel with my right hand to stretch it out a bit. I had to use my right arm to move my left since there really hadn’t been any improvement in any of the four muscles that were paralyzed in that skiing accident way back on January 22. I noticed slightly more episodic stinging-type discomfort in my tricep during that moment and when I tried to flex my left tricep… I SAW IT TWITCH! Of course, I was very excited about this visible muscle activity and called Kara right away, but there was really no strength to actually move my elbow joint, just the little bit of visible contraction (1/5 strength for you medical types). I continued to “work it out” by consciously flexing my tricep as often as I could with newfound motivation. So, great news that one of the muscles was at least beginning to be reinnervated, but nothing to report about the deltoid (which controls most normal shoulder movements), supraspinatus (lifting your arm away from your side), or infraspinatus (rotating your arm outward, away from your body).

Again, if you’re new to what’s been going on, here are links to the previous blog posts. I’m sure Kara is proud of me for my contributions to her blog! I was told by a friend that I am now a “blogger” since I have 4 more posts than he does.

1. Initial story with a few pictures (February 6)
2. Description of the first EMG with some videos (March 20)
3. Second EMG and description of the surgery planned for July (May 28)

We can call this one, “Good news from the third EMG!”

Exactly one week after first noticing the activity in my tricep, I had an MRI and my third EMG. This was two days ago now and was scheduled as a pre-operative test with surgery scheduled for July 24, as described in the last blog post from May with some pretty good explanatory pictures. I knew my tricep was improving, but I didn’t know what that meant for the surgery that was already scheduled for next week. Would my doctors want to postpone the surgery to see if the other muscles started to improve, as well? Would they want to leave the tricep alone to see if it continues to heal, but go ahead and operate on the other injured nerves? There is a pretty hard line drawn at six months post-injury for surgical intervention as that’s when surgical results start going downhill. I’m at six months on July 22. These questions would go unanswered until my appointment after the MRI and EMG were done.

The EMG results were even better than I had expected! The neurologist found that my supraspinatus and infraspinatus were showing some signs of improvement, as well! All three muscles have very unorganized activity and the back muscles are still unable to show any signs of flexion on physical exam, but those tiny needles picked up electrical activity from several motor units that are firing in both my supraspinatus and infraspinatus, which is such a blessing!

So, with three of the four muscles starting to improve, albeit minimally, the decision was made to move surgery back to August 13 with another EMG on August 10 and see what kind of improvements my body can continue to make on its own. I will admit I was a little surprised the new date was so soon since it had taken six months to see any improvement and now we’re only going to give it 3.5 weeks before we check for more healing, but we’ll keep praying about it and hope the healing process speeds up!

I think Kara also has some anxiety about the timing of the surgery since #4 will be coming via C-section on August 30 and if my surgery was any later, the stress in our house might be overwhelming. Please keep praying for Kara and the kids as this journey continues. We could never adequately express our gratitude to everyone who has prayed, encouraged, or helped us over the past six months! Thank you so much!!!

16 July 2012

Fresh Beans

When I was growing up, there wasn't a summer we didn't have a big vegetable garden. It wasn't just a hobby or because my parents liked the extra work, it was simply a way of life. I grew up helping with the weeding, picking, and freezing of the veggies. I didn't like all the work when I was younger, but loved eating my mom's fresh veggies all year long. I rememeber thinking as I was growing up that everyone had a garden. It wasn't until after Erik and I had been married for several years and bought our first house that I realized this wasn't true! Erik hadn't growen up in the type of gardening family that I had and he had absolutely no desire to have any kind of garden. Now after buying a house with a spot for a garden already in the back yard, Erik encouraged me to have a garden.
The kids and I got a little carried away this year and planted a few too many kinds of veggies in our garden! We no longer have rows, but waist-high plants all tangled around each other. I can still pick out the different plants, though, and have been so excited to see our carrots, cucumbers, peas, beans, pumpkins, tomatoes, and watermelon plants come up! A couple days ago, I showed the kids some pea pods and we shared some fresh peas. Yesterday I picked an ice cream bucket full of green beans and Klaasen helped me freeze them. There is nothing like fresh green beans! We are so excited to see what else our garden successfully produces this year!

Our freshly picked beans

First we washed them

And then maybe tasted them!

Scrubbed them good

Cut them up

Boiled them for four minutes

Immediately put them on ice to cool them quickly

And put them in bags and into the freezer!

14 July 2012

Sweet Siblings

As I've said before, I never grew up with siblings. I don't understand the fights, the teasing, the annoyance, nor do I understand the love, the bond, and the blessing. Through my kids I am gaining more of an understanding of this type of relationship and the more I know, the more I realize just how lucky my kids are to have each other.

Skogen and Maida went up to spend six days with my mom and dad this past week.I had no idea just how much Klaasen would miss them or how hard it would be for him to be apart from them. He's never known life without them and not having them here was a complete devastation! There was no one or nothing that could replace his siblings.

When the kids were reunited with each other last night at midnight, I saw the joy, the completeness, of having a sibling. Klaasen wouldn't leave his big sister's side and while we were switching the car seats from Daddy's car to Mommy's car, Klaasen wanted to sit right by Maida with his head on her shoulder. It was such a sweet moment to treasure (especially since this afternoon they are back to fighting and arguing!).

I hope that my kids are always close to each other and that I am able to nuture their relationships with each other as we all grow in this together.  I'm extremely excited to add number four to the mix and watch a whole new family dynamic develop.


25 June 2012

Drive-In Movie

All great intentions of updating the blog went right out the window when Erik decided to do some more traveling on his time off.  He helps with some research, so has to take the only computer we have with him.  After much wining about not being able to blog when he's gone (and being about three months behind on blogging), Erik surprised me with a tablet.  Although it has taken a week for me to finally find an app that may work on this device, I've been rather disappointed in the blogging capabilities of the tablet and have wondered if I should take it back and exchange it for another little laptop.  Well, today is the last true test.  Let's see if this new app will update the blog successfully!
Last week we got to spend some much needed, uninterrupted time with Erik.  One night after all afternoon in the sprinkler and a trip to Dairy Queen, Erik had the great idea of taking the kids to a drive-in movie!  We didn't really know what to expect, but the kids LOVED it!  We showed up a little early, had a picnic, ran around for a while, and then just as it was getting dark, we settled in the back of the Excursion with some blankets and candy for the movies.
First we watched Madagascar 3, which was super cute.  Then the plan was for the kids to fall asleep while Erik and I watched the second movie, Men in Black 3.  Klaasen fell right to sleep and Maida finally passed out after she had seen a few of the aliens, but Skogen stayed awake for the whole movie!  I'm not really sure that he liked the movie, or even paid that much attention.  I think he was just so happy to be with Erik that he wanted to spend every last second he could with him.  It was very cute!
The kids had BLAST at the drive-in and have been begging to go again.  Since the drive-in is closing after this season, we plan to make it a few more times before the summer is over and take some friends with us!  It is so nice to find an activity that the entire family really enjoys!

When we arrived, Maida said, "Wow, that is the BIGGEST TV I have ever seen!!!"

Waiting for the movie to start

Skogen so excited for the night's adventures!

Picnic dinner

Enjoying the movie

06 June 2012

Welcome summer!

We don't have a schedule to follow or any particular place to be at any certian time. We have gotten rid of "bed time," and turned off the morning alarms. Sometimes breakfast is at lunch time and the popcorn we eat while watching an evening movie is considered our dinner.

The back yard has turned into a whole new world where the kids have not only helped with planting our first ever vegetable garden, but they have also discovered secret hideouts behind and underneath our pine trees and in our lilac bushes, aided in the greening of our beautiful (and rapidly growing) grass with their daily use of the sprinkler and kiddie pool, and they have delighted in the fun that their sandbox has brought them (even though they have to suffer through a bath and hair washing every night before bed).

Winter coats have been replaced with tan lines and the snow shovel has been replaced with the lawn mower. The front yard which once held a snowman and sported kids on tobogins, now holds numerous sidewalk chalk drawings and several dried up piles of picked dandelions.

I'm so thankful to be spending the summer with my babies and treasure each day with them. I'm excited to see their transition into summer and appreciate their easy going personalities, which make my love and enjoyment for schedule- free days so much better.


28 May 2012

Update on Erik's shoulder - THIRD blog post ever!



Job.  An amazing man with amazing faith.  Now, I wouldn't say I'm "suffering," but even if I was, this helps put it all in perspective.  I got nothing on that guy.


For starters, if you need to catch up on any of the back-story, here are links to the first and second posts.  Now, onto the news...

On Tuesday, 4 months to the day, I had my second EMG.  I always say it, but I have to give props to all the support I have.  I am continually grateful to my residency program and friends in Rochester, as well as Kara's support network including her friends from Side-by-Side, a sibling to the Christian Medical and Dental Association (CMDA) for medical spouses and significant others.  For the week prior to big day, I had my annual training at Camp Ripley for the Army, and the support I have from my Commander and everyone else in my Unit is just one more thing for which I am thankful.


This repeat EMG was originally scheduled for June, but I had an appointment mid-April when we decided to move it up.  My patience was thinning and, while nerve healing is a "slow process" (how many times have I heard that?!), I was anxious to move beyond the uncertainty.  In retrospect, I was also somewhat pessimistic since it was nearly 3 months after the accident and I still didn't have any significant improvement, so I thought, "Why put off the inevitable?"  That being surgery.


The anxiety-provoking uncertainty seems to ebb and flow in relation to my appointments, which I suppose is normal for anyone going through a serious injury or illness, so as the second EMG was approaching, my thoughts about the anticipated results became more frequent.  Interestingly, this created an internal dilemma.  What was it that I was really hoping the EMG to show?  Over the past 4 months there really hadn't been any significant improvements in strength of my left deltoid, tricep, or spinati, and the skin over my left upper arm was still numb.  It might seem like a no-brainer that I would want to see a change in the EMG to show at least some return of muscular function at the cellular level.  However, this "good news" of healing doesn't really help with the uncertainty issue, as it would be an indication for more watchful waiting without knowing to what extent the healing might continue.  The bottom line is that I want this to be better as soon as possible, which might be faster if the EMG showed no improvement and we pursued surgical intervention.  More importantly, though (so, the bottomer line), is that I also want the best possible outcome, which would probably come from my body healing itself, particularly with this mechanism of blunt trauma and the fact that it's a partial injury with retention of distal function (i.e. my wrist and hand work well).

As the appointment approached, that ebb and flow was ramping up, and my anticipation started to become more one-sided.  I was really hoping for improvement on the EMG.  Even if I had to struggle with this injury a little longer, but 10 years down the road I had a higher degree of recovery, it would be worth the immediate bother.

[This is my third blog post ever, and I think I've picked it up quite quickly.  None of you really care about all the yada yada above (no pictures even!) -- "just show me the money!"]

Supraspinatus above the scapular spine.
Infraspinatus below the scapular spine.
To get to the point of this post, the EMG didn't show any changes in nerve conduction or myocyte activity.  I had a different neurologist this time who also used ultrasound at the bedside primarily to evaluate muscle architecture and visually watch for contraction, or flattening, of the muscle in real-time.  One positive thing from the appointment was his comment that my muscles appeared to have normal, but diminished, architecture still.  He also did two other things this time.  One was to test the supraspinatus, which wasn't done last time, just the infraspinatus.  The supraspinatus is buried underneath the trapezius muscle, which was another benefit to using ultrasound.  As expected, this didn't show any activity, either.  Really just confirming what we already knew.  He also stabbed me closer to the spinal root and said the paraspinal muscles looked normal on EMG, which is a good sign and is evidence against a complete axonal injury, such as an avulsion of the nerve.

After my EMG, I had an appointment with the Brachial Plexus Guys.  It was a pretty brief appointment and we got right to the point.  We scheduled surgery for July with an MRI of the brachial plexus (the first MRI was just of the shoulder joint, not the nerves), another EMG, and another appointment the day before to have a solid game plan in place.  At this time, they still don't know if it will be a nerve transfer or a nerve graft, though it sounded more likely to be a transfer.  What is the difference, you ask?  Washington University has a really good website describing nerve transfers and nerve grafts with a lot of other really good information on the left side of the screen.  I like this description:

Nerve transfers involve taking local nerves with less important or redundant functions and “transferring” them to restore function in a more crucial nearby nerve that has been severely damaged. The surgeon will use functioning nerves that are close to the target muscle or sensory area, and these nerves are transferred or “plugged in” to the injured nerve that no longer functions. The nerve that has been “plugged in” now supplies that function. For example, if a breathing nerve is used to restore elbow flexion, the patient may initially have to take a deep breath to move the arm. The brain then learns this trick and soon the patient is able to move the arm simply by thinking about moving the arm.

An example of re-routing the median nerve to the radial nerve in the forearm
(not something that I will have done, just an example of a nerve transfer).

If you browse around their site a little bit, you'll find this page describing the spinal accessory nerve transfer.  This is a good description of what they're planning on doing with me since my suprascapular nerve isn't working (innervating the spinati muscles).  It will be interesting, to say the least, to see how long it takes to train my brain to understand the re-routing of my nerves.  Speaking of recovery time, here was another quote that was on that site.  Something that reiterates something I've been told before:

Recovery of function after any nerve reconstruction can be a long process. Some patients have seen small signs of recovery as early as two months after the operation, but in most cases, return of function begins somewhere around six months, with full recovery in about two years.

This is when I shake my head, take a deep breath, and say, "Man!  This stinks!"

They're also talking about possibly transferring some intercostal nerves from my chest to restore some function (maybe to my tricep?).  Imagine watching me take a deep breath every time I need to extend my arm!


I said this last time, but I feel so fortunate to be at the WFMC with the world experts in this specific, somewhat rare, brachial plexus injury.  Something I heard last year at my interview was that while zebras (what we term rare medical conditions) are maybe a quarter-percent (0.25%) for the rest of the world, they're maybe 1-2% here.  These injuries are still rare, but anytime you have enough volume to create a specific schedule for "The Brachial Plexus Clinic," it's pretty impressive.  This sort of super-sub-specialization is a huge benefit to their patients (me!).  This is the time of year when they have the winter sports accidents getting scheduled for surgery after the 4-6 months of waiting time has proven ineffective, and they have "a bunch" of these surgeries lined up over the next month.  [This is another paragraph of yada yada to earn me some blogging clout, but here's the kicker...]  Seeing as how there are a few of these surgeries, granted they will all be slightly unique, and I've never actually seen a nerve transfer, I asked the NP (with whom I also went to St. Olaf, coincidentally -- and one of the main Guys is also an Ole) if I'd be able to scrub in on one of the upcoming cases.  She enthusiastically replied with a, "Yeah!" and she went to ask the other, non-Ole, Guy when would be the best time.  They had 3 cases the next day and I appreciated his response when he said a different day would be better so they could talk with me about the cases and do more teaching.  I thought that was neat and I'm hoping it works out to see how exactly it all works behind the scenes.

So, that's the plan.  Surgery in July.  More uncertainty.  More praying.

The last EMG doesn't give much information about how much interval healing has taken place, just whether the nerves are functional again.  So please keep praying because I have 6 weeks to get some progress or I will be subject to a Bard-Parker (i.e. "knife" -- it's a brand of surgical scalpels, like Kleenex is to tissues).  Also pray for patience.


Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later.  Romans 8:18




19 May 2012

Moms and Muffins

A few weeks ago, Skogen and Maida had "Moms and Muffins" at their preschool.  First I was able to go into Skogen's class and join him for juice, muffins, and a craft.

Skogen sitting at his chair.  He was so happy to have me there and I was so happy to be there! 

Our fingerprint caterpillars.  Skogen's is on the top and mine is on the bottom.  He drew his own face on his caterpillar and really surprised me with the placement of the eyes and mouth because I've never seen him draw a face on anything before.

Me and my boy :)

Maida sitting at her desk

A worksheet she filled out about me and a picture of me that she drew.  They were supposed to guess at all the answers.  I love that she thinks I'm 21 years old, I have gold hair, and she loves me because I'm beautiful.  :)

Me and my girl :)

Maida's class sang some songs for us.  It was so cute!  Maida wasn't shy at all and knew every word (which is totally different than her Christmas program!).  I was a little sad that Maida was the only little girl not in a skirt/dress, but she had a breakdown right before we went out the door and this outfit (holes in the knees and all!) is what we settled on to get her to go to her program.

A sweet card Maida made for me.  "If moms were berries..."
"I'd pick..."

"You."

I love my kids!!!  And I'm so proud to be their Mommy.

We write to taste life twice, once in the moment and in retrospection.”
~Anais Nin