Wow, it's February already. Where does the time go?
Jackson has been doing so well in school! He loves the Kindergarten class and has made a bunch of little friends who put notes in his backpack. I can't read what they say, but I'm sure they are pretty important!
Jackson has made some leaps in the eating front! He will now eat a whole sandwich with Sunbutter and jelly. I never thought I'd see the day! He's also eating more mixed texture soups and chunkier stews in therapy.
It's finally happened: Jameson has passed Jackson in the weight department. J2 is now 33 lbs and Jackson is 32 lbs. J still has a bit of an edge in height, but I'm sure not for long. The "are they twins" comments are coming at us fast and furious. "Oh, look! Twins, a boy and a girl!" Let's just say J2's haircut last week was not a success. He's got sort of a blonde bob going and he looks like he's channeling Darla from The Little Rascals. I think we're going to need to go in for a revision this week.
Poor Jackson ended up in the ER again a few weeks ago. I got a call from school saying that he'd had an accident and I need to come get him ASAP. I flew to school and found out that he had been running down the hall and ran full speed into the bubbler (water fountain for you non-cheeseheads) and then fell straight back on his head. So the poor guy ended up with huge lumps in the front and back. He was really off in the car and kept saying, "Help me" over and over. I took him in to Children's, they looked him over and no concussion, give him ibuprofen and he'll be fine. Every time he falls, he hits the same spot on his forehead. The upper right corner is all kinda lumps, bumps and scars.
He's been pretty healthy this year except for a icky cold this past week, so he missed a day of school.
I had a fun surgery last week on my knee. I went to the doctor with calf pain that I'd had for months, thinking I had a blood clot (thanks drug commercials running non-stop on CNNHLN!) My doctor ran some bloodwork and took an x-ray. Didn't find anything with the x-ray, but the bloodwork came back off, so she sent me for an ultrasound on my leg. The tech found a "cyst" behind my knee, which the MRI showed to be a Peripheral Nerve Sheath Tumor. Fancy, huh? Saw a neurosurgeon who said it had to come out before it took over my whole knee. They removed it last Tuesday and found that the little bugger was the size of a golf ball! I have a pretty awesome 8-9" incision on the back of my leg, which I'm sure will end up being a crazy wicked scar. A big concern was how the nerve and tumor were put together. If the tumor had invaded the nerve, I might have lost some function in my foot and had to wear a brace to walk. Thankfully, that doesn't seem to be the case so far. I'll start PT next week, walking has been really hard. They don't think the tumor is cancerous just by looking at it, but we won't know for sure until it's biopsied.
The moral of the story: Sometimes news channel drug commercial induced hypochondria isn't such a bad thing.
We're off to the Kalahari for some R&R. I can't swim with my stitches, but the boys are excited to do something fun.
Object du Jour: Flashlights and Monkey George. J2 got a stuffed Curious George for Christmas, which Jackson claimed. He sleeps with it, takes it everywhere and asks for it first thing when he gets home from school. I've never seen him have an type of attachment to a stuffed animal before. He tells me that Monkey George doesn't like the fire drills, but doesn't have any issues with going to school anymore.
