March 22nd, 2005


All Clear


Doc says I'm healthy. :-) It's amazing what a good feeling it is to have a doc at an annual checkup not even mention my weight. So I think I'm doing well.

The lumps are likely fatty deposits and/or the back one might be a cyst, but nothing to worry about, at all. Benign in any case. So that's all to the good.

In the lab, the nurse was new, and she didn't hit my vein the first time. She got the more experienced nurse, and when the new one was about to say that the experienced nurse was going to do the draw, she was the one that asked me if it'd be okay for the new nurse to practice on me. I said sure. "When you get a patient like this..." said the experienced nurse. *grin* Yay! I'm useful for nervous new nurses! It's a good thing. She got it on the second draw and had a hard time replacing the vial with the new one. Still, we did okay.

I like the karma when connected to blood tests.
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    pleased pleased

Jet Moments

Last night, at about 10, Jet burst from his room crying, "The fan's too much!!"

John had refilled the humidifier, and got a little water on the control panel, and it had burst into high mode while Jet was asleep. John went up and turned it down and before he'd even finished doing that, Jet was fast asleep again.

It still amazes me every time Jet falls asleep while I'm holding him.

I remember one time we were in the Pacific Northwest, and John and I had taken a little while while David and his lady could watch Jet for a while. When we came back Jet was asleep in David's lap and the look on David's face reflected, very well, the wonder I have every time Jet falls asleep on me. It's such an unmitigated gesture of trust and comfort simply in ones presense.

I remember one new mom talking about her mother telling her, "Don't pick that baby up every time he cries, he'll just wants you to hold it! You'll end up holding him all the time." And we both rolled our eyes at this cutting off of a baby from their most basic need. Just to be held and to know they're safe with you.

Which ties into the story of a couple that went to China to get their baby, and the whole group of parents noticed that when they got their baby the babies didn't cry At All. Turned out that they didn't cry because in the orphanage, no one cared if they cried or not, nothing different would happen. Suddenly, on the third or fourth day of having adults that responded to everything they did brought this massive meltdown, and nearly ALL the babies cried for at least a whole day, with some kids it was three whole days as they realized someone was actually listening.

Many people speak of spending a lot of time crying after first getting therapy. I wonder if it's a mirror of that meltdown.


There are, now, lots of times when Jet acts as if we'll always listen to him, just as he did when he burst out of his room, half asleep, and I am cherishing it while I can.
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    contemplative contemplative


"Jet, would you like to do gymnastics?"

"No, Momma, only girls do 'nastics. I don't want to do 'nastics."

"Boys, really strong boys do gymnastics, too. It's very cool."

"Oh. Hm..." thinking, "Huh. Girls do her-nastics. Boys do him-nastics... and hmm... flowers do flower-nastics, rocks do rock-nastics, mamas do mama-nastics, and Daddies do daddy-nastics! Water does water-nastics. Computers do computer-nastics. Cars do car-nastics and vans do van-nastics."

"What do 'nanas have?"

"'Nanas have peels."

Jet's Growth Curve

"I started as a bugs, and I was no-number. Then I grow'd and grow'd and was a baby! And I was 1. Then I was 2, and I got to be a toddler. Then I was 3! And I was... what? Oh! Yeah. I'm a boy. Then I get to grow bigger and be a Momma. If I grow even bigger I am a Daddy! Then, if I grow even bigger I get to be a MONSTER!"