Monthly Archives January 2010

One of my favorite things about surgery is when I start to feel a little sleepy, and I tell myself that even though the nurses are talking to me, I’m just going to close my eyes for a second.  And it does feel like I just closed them for a second, only when I wake up, they are all done with me and I’m almost ready to go home.  I LOVE having missed out on them digging around in my body and doing painful things to it.

That so did not happen this time.

Things started out normally.  I walked into the sterilized area and sat in the chair where the nurse put a happy gas mask on me.  She told me to breathe normally.  As the gas started to take affect, I got nervous.  I’m not trying to sound dramatic, but I literally felt like I was dying...

For a consultation.

For the past, oh, 7 years, every time I’ve gone to the dentist, he has explained to me that my wisdom teeth are going to need to come out before they undo all the work my braces so painfully did.  I would always frown and say, “okay,” and accept the referral to the ortho-surgeon, where it would sit in a pile of other papers, or in the case of the most recent one, stick to the side of the filing cabinet for 5 months.  I knew I needed to get it done before moving to Peru.  And I knew that was coming up soon.  But with the baby, and finances being low, and the fact that it is pain for no reason, it just never felt like the right time to call that referral.

And then a few weeks ago my mouth started feeling funny.  And one of my glands was swollen...

Well, thanks to Erika’s faithful monthly updates, I’m always reminded that my son is about to turn another month old!

Jeremiah turned 5 months old on Wednesday.  As the sweet professor’s wife who I babysit with on Wednesdays said, “Only five months!  It feels like he’s always been here!”  And it does.  August feels like a very long time ago.  And it is kind of hard to remember life without our sweet little boy.

J had a pretty big month filled with milestones and memories (for us, not so much for him).  He went on his first plane trip all the way to Tacoma.  That kid was born to travel.  He did perfectly on both flights – in fact, his parents were more antsy than he was...