I feel like a terrible blogger! I have neglected this blog ever since we left Grenada. It seems that being back with family and now having Jason home has put blogging on the back burner. It doesn't help that there really isn't anything super facinating happening to us right now. Our lives seem to be filled with the ordinary, mundane things that make life so wonderful.
Jason is full swing into studying for the USMLE and is planning on taking it in March, just before our 7 year anniversary. We have been going through all the things we own and don't own so we know what we need to aquire before we move to NJ to start the next chapter.
Dyson is continuing in his schooling and is absolutely loving it. Ever since his dad came home his attitude at home and school has improved and it confirms my suspisions that dads are so important to the balance and well being of a family (especially ours)
I am assuming that Ridge is doing well in Preschool but I really don't know since all he will tell me is that he likes the snacks that they get each day. Every letter makes the K sound and he has no idea what comes after the number 6. All in good time though. He is only 3 and still has a year and a half before kindergarten. We got some flash cards for him for Christmas and hopefully that will help.
Rori seemed to grow up over night. I put her to bed last night and she was just my sweet little baby girl and this morning when she woke up she seemed to be so much older! She finally has some top teeth, they came in the last 3 weeks, and she looks so much older now. She is talking more and more and is seriously the most hillarious child. She makes me laugh every single day!
I have been working hard to keep the family moving in a smooth, HA, routine. Christmas was a great 2 week break but it was nice to get back to normalcy and routine. The kids do SO much better when schedules are kept.
I have been spending a lot of time on KSL Classifides and Craig's List to find furniture for us when we move. When we first moved for Jas to start school we sold all the big items that we owned in order to fund our way and now that we are back in the states we realized that we own NOTHING. We kept our bed and the little things but we sold our couch, table and chairs, dressers, TV, Car (we have one now) etc. And we just sold our Cal King mattress in order to down grade to something more likely to fit in an apartment in NJ.
It has been a wonderful month with Jason home and our family feels complete again.
We are planning on moving at the end of April and hope to see some of our friends who are planning to move out of the area soon after that.
I know I haven't posted pics in a while but we really haven't done anything fun to see and kids rarely hold still for a photo shoot.
I should probably let you all know that I am going to put the blog private again. When I first started the blog it was private and then I changed it so people could see it easily. Nobody knew I had a blog so it wasn't a big deal but the blog has been up for a while and I'm not sure who (if any) might have found it without my knowing. So there you have it. If you want me add you just let me know either in comment or email.
Hope to see you all on the other side!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunday, December 20, 2009
The funk, stress, surgery and homecoming.
I figured I should probably post something new on here or everyone is going to think I just walk around moping all the time.
I don't by the way. at least not much.
There have been tons of things happen since the first of the month and unfortunately I don't have many pictures. Plus I'm using someone elses computer so it's awkward to put my pics on it, so as soon as I can I will post some pics.
But to fill you all in on the past few weeks it has been a crazy month. It started with a little moping (as you may have already read) but that was soon let out and put back into perspective. I received several wondrful comments and you will have no idea how much those really did help me get out of my funk. It was nice to be reminded how much I really am loved and that there are so many people who do care about me. So "Thank You" to all of you who have expressed love for me.
I also recieved a phone call from a good friend from Genada who I hadn't spoken with in over a year it seems, at least not on the phone. We talked and visited and it was great to reconnect with people who were such a huge part of my life during a time when all we had were our friends. There are those who will always be apart of my Grenada Family.
So after I was de-funked, I began the stress of Jason's finals. It was not pretty. Lots and lots of stress. That week started with me going to the doctors because I had been peeing blood for nearly 2 weeks. They did tests and after an entire day at the doctors they found a 7 mm kidney stone. So I went to the Uroligist on Tuesday and was scheduled for surgery on Wednesday. (2 days before Jason came home) I was an add on so they didn't know when I would actually get into surgery. I checked in at 3:30 and didn't get into surgery until 9:00. It was supposed to be outpatient surgery but I wasn't ready to leave until 2:00 am so they decided to admit me and have me stay the night. ( they did Electro Shockwave Lithotripsy or ESL for all those medical people out there) So I headed home around noon on Thursday and spent that night and the next day on pain killers and trying to get ready for Jason to come home.
He arrived on Friday night 30 min earlier than he was scheduled, but don't worry because I was there 45 min before he was scheduled to land.
It has been whirlwind ever since he arrived and it has been wonderful. The kids have loved having their dad back and I can't complain a bit. He left the day after his last final so we didn't know how he had done when he boarded the plane it was nearly a week after he had been home that we got the good news that all the hard work and stress and sacrifices were worth it and he had the go ahead to study for the USMLE and move on to the next step. It has certainly been a week of celebrations.
We are all getting ready for Christmas and the kids are out of school for the holidays. I have so much to be thankful for this Christmas season and I know I owe all of that to my Savior. Without Him and my Heavenly Father I know I would not have as much to be celebrating.
May all of you have a Merry Christmas and know that the Savior and our Heavenly Father love us all.
I don't by the way. at least not much.
There have been tons of things happen since the first of the month and unfortunately I don't have many pictures. Plus I'm using someone elses computer so it's awkward to put my pics on it, so as soon as I can I will post some pics.
But to fill you all in on the past few weeks it has been a crazy month. It started with a little moping (as you may have already read) but that was soon let out and put back into perspective. I received several wondrful comments and you will have no idea how much those really did help me get out of my funk. It was nice to be reminded how much I really am loved and that there are so many people who do care about me. So "Thank You" to all of you who have expressed love for me.
I also recieved a phone call from a good friend from Genada who I hadn't spoken with in over a year it seems, at least not on the phone. We talked and visited and it was great to reconnect with people who were such a huge part of my life during a time when all we had were our friends. There are those who will always be apart of my Grenada Family.
So after I was de-funked, I began the stress of Jason's finals. It was not pretty. Lots and lots of stress. That week started with me going to the doctors because I had been peeing blood for nearly 2 weeks. They did tests and after an entire day at the doctors they found a 7 mm kidney stone. So I went to the Uroligist on Tuesday and was scheduled for surgery on Wednesday. (2 days before Jason came home) I was an add on so they didn't know when I would actually get into surgery. I checked in at 3:30 and didn't get into surgery until 9:00. It was supposed to be outpatient surgery but I wasn't ready to leave until 2:00 am so they decided to admit me and have me stay the night. ( they did Electro Shockwave Lithotripsy or ESL for all those medical people out there) So I headed home around noon on Thursday and spent that night and the next day on pain killers and trying to get ready for Jason to come home.
He arrived on Friday night 30 min earlier than he was scheduled, but don't worry because I was there 45 min before he was scheduled to land.
It has been whirlwind ever since he arrived and it has been wonderful. The kids have loved having their dad back and I can't complain a bit. He left the day after his last final so we didn't know how he had done when he boarded the plane it was nearly a week after he had been home that we got the good news that all the hard work and stress and sacrifices were worth it and he had the go ahead to study for the USMLE and move on to the next step. It has certainly been a week of celebrations.
We are all getting ready for Christmas and the kids are out of school for the holidays. I have so much to be thankful for this Christmas season and I know I owe all of that to my Savior. Without Him and my Heavenly Father I know I would not have as much to be celebrating.
May all of you have a Merry Christmas and know that the Savior and our Heavenly Father love us all.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Feelings
Nothing new to report really, hence the lack of posting.
We had Thanksgiving. Without Jason, not fun.
And we are now in the middle of Christmas.
It doesn't really feel like Christmas and I'm sure if it's becuse Jason is gone, or because we don't have room to do "Our Christmas"
We get to do some of the things with Jason's family but I feel like an intruder, and like they invited us because we live there so they HAD to. It's not a feeling I particularly enjoy so I have been trying to avoid that as much as possible.
I know this is going to sound like a "poor me" post and if you don't want to read it then don't. But I need to get this out of my head and the only way I know how to do that without Jason is here on MY blog.
The past few months have been hard. I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of single parenthood. I read other people's posts about their children and they seem so in love with them and marvel at each moment they are there. Every word is dripping with love, awe, praise, marvel and adoration. I wish those words described my life with my kids.
It seems that lately all I have been doing is yelling at the kids and worrying if they are going to destroy something that doesn't belong to me or them. I can't seem to get a good report from teachers or friends parents or even family. I am really tired of hearing all the bad things that my kids do and after hearing it so much I am seriously doubting my ability to be a mom. I thought I was raising good kids but I haven't heard anything to support that.
I want so desperately to have great, amazing kids. and I feel like I try so hard to do a good job and it isn't working and now I find myself looking at them throught the critical eyes of others. I now no longer see the sweet accomplishments, or hear the funny things they say. I don't celebrate the little moments because I am too worried about what other mom's, or teachers or family will be thinking about my parenting or the children's latest mistake.
I feel like the worst mom and I feel very alone. With Jason gone I'm pretty much on my own.
When we lived in Grenada I made some really great friends. Friendships that I thought would last forever. We may not be able to see eachother super often but I thought that we would be able to be in touch. That these would be women who would share in what I am going through. They would be able to empathize with the struggles that come along with being a Med Student Wife. But this net of friends really hasn't existed for me. It was there during my months in Grenada but beyond that we are strangers. They have moved on and I'm trying to be OK with it. It's a hard thing for me to lose friends. I try to invest in my friends and they seriously mean the world to me. So it's hard when I lose them.
To sum it all up: I feel like a crapy mom, I feel out of place, and very alone. (I told you this would be a downer)
I don't want people to feel sorry for me. But I do wish I had some true to life, be there for you anytime, friends.
Most of you who read this are my friends, and good ones. I know you can't have those special friendships with everyone and casual friends are great too. But a girl does need some super close girlfriends. And that's what I miss.
We had Thanksgiving. Without Jason, not fun.
And we are now in the middle of Christmas.
It doesn't really feel like Christmas and I'm sure if it's becuse Jason is gone, or because we don't have room to do "Our Christmas"
We get to do some of the things with Jason's family but I feel like an intruder, and like they invited us because we live there so they HAD to. It's not a feeling I particularly enjoy so I have been trying to avoid that as much as possible.
I know this is going to sound like a "poor me" post and if you don't want to read it then don't. But I need to get this out of my head and the only way I know how to do that without Jason is here on MY blog.
The past few months have been hard. I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of single parenthood. I read other people's posts about their children and they seem so in love with them and marvel at each moment they are there. Every word is dripping with love, awe, praise, marvel and adoration. I wish those words described my life with my kids.
It seems that lately all I have been doing is yelling at the kids and worrying if they are going to destroy something that doesn't belong to me or them. I can't seem to get a good report from teachers or friends parents or even family. I am really tired of hearing all the bad things that my kids do and after hearing it so much I am seriously doubting my ability to be a mom. I thought I was raising good kids but I haven't heard anything to support that.
I want so desperately to have great, amazing kids. and I feel like I try so hard to do a good job and it isn't working and now I find myself looking at them throught the critical eyes of others. I now no longer see the sweet accomplishments, or hear the funny things they say. I don't celebrate the little moments because I am too worried about what other mom's, or teachers or family will be thinking about my parenting or the children's latest mistake.
I feel like the worst mom and I feel very alone. With Jason gone I'm pretty much on my own.
When we lived in Grenada I made some really great friends. Friendships that I thought would last forever. We may not be able to see eachother super often but I thought that we would be able to be in touch. That these would be women who would share in what I am going through. They would be able to empathize with the struggles that come along with being a Med Student Wife. But this net of friends really hasn't existed for me. It was there during my months in Grenada but beyond that we are strangers. They have moved on and I'm trying to be OK with it. It's a hard thing for me to lose friends. I try to invest in my friends and they seriously mean the world to me. So it's hard when I lose them.
To sum it all up: I feel like a crapy mom, I feel out of place, and very alone. (I told you this would be a downer)
I don't want people to feel sorry for me. But I do wish I had some true to life, be there for you anytime, friends.
Most of you who read this are my friends, and good ones. I know you can't have those special friendships with everyone and casual friends are great too. But a girl does need some super close girlfriends. And that's what I miss.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Reflecton
I came upon this entry today and I thougth I would post it. It was fun to read my thoughts from back then. So much has changed but some of these feelings are still there. Enjoy.
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As we are getting ready to leave our Island Paradise I have begun to look back through some pictures of our time here. I remember when we first landed, after a very long day of flying with 2 small children to and unknown world I didn't really know what to expect. But stepping off the plane in a long sleeved shirt with long jeans only added to the feeling of being drowned by the humidity. Since then however, I have come to love the weather and especially the humidity!
Grenada is a world of polar opposites. You love it. You hate it. It's sunny and hot. It's pouring rain. People are nice. People are rude. Life travels in a cycle here. First you love it (especially if you get here in the middle of January like we did!) everything is new and exciting and you can't wait to experience it all. Then you hate it. You realize that when you went to the store they weren't out of a few things for a day, they were out of almost everything you needed for a MONTH! You come to the conclusion that you aren't breaking out in hives as an allergic reaction to something...those are mosquito bites. The realities that are typical Grenada hit you smack in the face with out apology.
They cycle continues and you adjust to the little quarks of the island and you settle into a routine, and then you love it again. You fall in love with the simplicity of life, the seclusion of your family away from outside influences. You learn new skills that you wouldn't have otherwise, and you feel a sense of accomplishment in your ability to adapt to a world that was so foreign to you in every way.
The final turn happens when you getting ready to leave the island for good. This is bitter sweet. After all the hard times you start to see all of the wonderful experiences and beauty of where you live and you realize you will miss it. But you are ready to move on to the next step of the education process (cause heaven knows you still have a looong way to go)
So as I prepare to leave this part of the Johnson Family Adventures I wanted to look back at some of the really neat things that Grenada has to offer, the fun adventures we have had, and the great people we have met.
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As we are getting ready to leave our Island Paradise I have begun to look back through some pictures of our time here. I remember when we first landed, after a very long day of flying with 2 small children to and unknown world I didn't really know what to expect. But stepping off the plane in a long sleeved shirt with long jeans only added to the feeling of being drowned by the humidity. Since then however, I have come to love the weather and especially the humidity!
Grenada is a world of polar opposites. You love it. You hate it. It's sunny and hot. It's pouring rain. People are nice. People are rude. Life travels in a cycle here. First you love it (especially if you get here in the middle of January like we did!) everything is new and exciting and you can't wait to experience it all. Then you hate it. You realize that when you went to the store they weren't out of a few things for a day, they were out of almost everything you needed for a MONTH! You come to the conclusion that you aren't breaking out in hives as an allergic reaction to something...those are mosquito bites. The realities that are typical Grenada hit you smack in the face with out apology.
They cycle continues and you adjust to the little quarks of the island and you settle into a routine, and then you love it again. You fall in love with the simplicity of life, the seclusion of your family away from outside influences. You learn new skills that you wouldn't have otherwise, and you feel a sense of accomplishment in your ability to adapt to a world that was so foreign to you in every way.
The final turn happens when you getting ready to leave the island for good. This is bitter sweet. After all the hard times you start to see all of the wonderful experiences and beauty of where you live and you realize you will miss it. But you are ready to move on to the next step of the education process (cause heaven knows you still have a looong way to go)
So as I prepare to leave this part of the Johnson Family Adventures I wanted to look back at some of the really neat things that Grenada has to offer, the fun adventures we have had, and the great people we have met.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
October- the Reader's Digest version
It's been a while since I posted and I should probably try to catch you all up on what's been going on with Ridge.
As you all know he fell and his tooth into his gums and we were waiting to see if it would descend on it's own. Well the day after the initial fall he fell again and knocked the tooth up even farther (i wasn't sure that was even possible) and we had to take him back to the dentist.
After looking at the tooth we were told to make another appointment for one week later and to see how it was doing. Ridge was put on antibiotics to prevent an absess forming, and were sent on our way. The rest of the week passed with only minor complaints from Ridge about not being able to eat peanut brittle and other such foods. I of course bribbed him with yougurt and milkshakes. That seemed to help.
The next week when we returned to the dentist they said his tooth wasn't absessing, which was good, but they didn't know if the tooth would be able to descend. They were worried that the tooth had brocken throught the buckle plate and that would prevent the tooth from coming down. The dentist suggested that we wait another month but he didn't think it would come down. So I asked him if he thought that it wasn't going to come down why were we waiting? I asked him if it would be totally over reactive to do the surgery now and get the problem on it's way to healing instead of waiting and risking reinjury or infection.
We talked more and decided to go ahead with the surgery and it was scheduled for the following Tuesday.
Everything went great. Ridge was such a trooper. I of course was a mess, but Ridge did great. The dentists were great and let me go back with him while he was getting the sleeping gas, so it wasn't as hard as it would have been to leave my screaming baby with strangers.
The surgery didn't take that long and the dentist said it was a good thing we took the tooth out. There was no chance it was going to come down. He said "It was a mess in there." Ridge had a quick recovery and even wanted to go play with friends that night. What a funny kid.
It has been two weeks since his surgery and he is doing great. He still has just one tooth in the front but is going in tomorrow to get a "new" tooth. He is so proud of his baby tooth and he carries it around everywhere. The dentist gave it to him in a little green case and he loves showing it to people.
I'm going to start a collection of things that have been removed from Ridge's body. So far I've got a bead from his nose and the tooth. I kind of hope the collection stops there.
I'm going to post some pics tomorrow of the before and after with his new smile, so stay tuned for that.
Halloween:
Now I should cover Halloween. We had a struggle this year with costumes. Dyson changed his mind 9 times! Of course I would have made him stick with his first choice if it hadn't been so difficult. He wanted to be R2D2! Most of his costume suggestions were of th same calliber. So you can imagine my hesitation in making him lock into one. I wasn't sure I would be able to accomadate it. Eventually we got it all figured out and he was a vampire for his school party and a cowboy for the big night. Ridge wanted to be a vampire and was for his school party but decided he wanted to be a bat for trick or treating.
We went to my sister's work for some trick or treating and the boys were the cowboy and the bat and Rori and I went as Thing 1 and Thing 2, complete with blue hair. It was seriously the greatest costume ever! I loved it.
After the office trick or treating we headed to my mom's to make some soup for her ward Halloween party, which we crashed. It was such fun! We went to different rooms in the church and the kids got to do different activities and get get a treat from each station. Then we had soup, salad and rolls for dinner. We got to hang out with everyone except for Heather, Mike and Jax. But we did get to see them earlier at Heather's work.
I decided that on Halloween night I wasn't going to take Rori out with me (it's so much easier to go with just the boys) so I left her home and the Thing 1 costume just wasn't as good. So I dressed up as a doctor with Jason's SGU lab coat and stetheschope and the like. It was an OK costume compared to Thing 1.
So I took the kids out and we went around the neighborhood. I didn't know how long the kids would want to stay out but when Ridge started asking me to carry his bag of candy because it was too heavy I decided it was time to call it a night!
The kids made quite a haul and came home very happy. We had a Halloween party at home with some of Heather's friends and saw all of our aunts, uncles, and cousins from Jason's side of the family.
All in all the week end was great. Filled with family, friends and WAY too much candy. Of course I will be able to help out there.
I hope you all had a fun time. I am going to try to post pics later but who knows if I'll get to it today.
As you all know he fell and his tooth into his gums and we were waiting to see if it would descend on it's own. Well the day after the initial fall he fell again and knocked the tooth up even farther (i wasn't sure that was even possible) and we had to take him back to the dentist.
After looking at the tooth we were told to make another appointment for one week later and to see how it was doing. Ridge was put on antibiotics to prevent an absess forming, and were sent on our way. The rest of the week passed with only minor complaints from Ridge about not being able to eat peanut brittle and other such foods. I of course bribbed him with yougurt and milkshakes. That seemed to help.
The next week when we returned to the dentist they said his tooth wasn't absessing, which was good, but they didn't know if the tooth would be able to descend. They were worried that the tooth had brocken throught the buckle plate and that would prevent the tooth from coming down. The dentist suggested that we wait another month but he didn't think it would come down. So I asked him if he thought that it wasn't going to come down why were we waiting? I asked him if it would be totally over reactive to do the surgery now and get the problem on it's way to healing instead of waiting and risking reinjury or infection.
We talked more and decided to go ahead with the surgery and it was scheduled for the following Tuesday.
Everything went great. Ridge was such a trooper. I of course was a mess, but Ridge did great. The dentists were great and let me go back with him while he was getting the sleeping gas, so it wasn't as hard as it would have been to leave my screaming baby with strangers.
The surgery didn't take that long and the dentist said it was a good thing we took the tooth out. There was no chance it was going to come down. He said "It was a mess in there." Ridge had a quick recovery and even wanted to go play with friends that night. What a funny kid.
It has been two weeks since his surgery and he is doing great. He still has just one tooth in the front but is going in tomorrow to get a "new" tooth. He is so proud of his baby tooth and he carries it around everywhere. The dentist gave it to him in a little green case and he loves showing it to people.
I'm going to start a collection of things that have been removed from Ridge's body. So far I've got a bead from his nose and the tooth. I kind of hope the collection stops there.
I'm going to post some pics tomorrow of the before and after with his new smile, so stay tuned for that.
Halloween:
Now I should cover Halloween. We had a struggle this year with costumes. Dyson changed his mind 9 times! Of course I would have made him stick with his first choice if it hadn't been so difficult. He wanted to be R2D2! Most of his costume suggestions were of th same calliber. So you can imagine my hesitation in making him lock into one. I wasn't sure I would be able to accomadate it. Eventually we got it all figured out and he was a vampire for his school party and a cowboy for the big night. Ridge wanted to be a vampire and was for his school party but decided he wanted to be a bat for trick or treating.
We went to my sister's work for some trick or treating and the boys were the cowboy and the bat and Rori and I went as Thing 1 and Thing 2, complete with blue hair. It was seriously the greatest costume ever! I loved it.
After the office trick or treating we headed to my mom's to make some soup for her ward Halloween party, which we crashed. It was such fun! We went to different rooms in the church and the kids got to do different activities and get get a treat from each station. Then we had soup, salad and rolls for dinner. We got to hang out with everyone except for Heather, Mike and Jax. But we did get to see them earlier at Heather's work.
I decided that on Halloween night I wasn't going to take Rori out with me (it's so much easier to go with just the boys) so I left her home and the Thing 1 costume just wasn't as good. So I dressed up as a doctor with Jason's SGU lab coat and stetheschope and the like. It was an OK costume compared to Thing 1.
So I took the kids out and we went around the neighborhood. I didn't know how long the kids would want to stay out but when Ridge started asking me to carry his bag of candy because it was too heavy I decided it was time to call it a night!
The kids made quite a haul and came home very happy. We had a Halloween party at home with some of Heather's friends and saw all of our aunts, uncles, and cousins from Jason's side of the family.
All in all the week end was great. Filled with family, friends and WAY too much candy. Of course I will be able to help out there.
I hope you all had a fun time. I am going to try to post pics later but who knows if I'll get to it today.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Dental dealings
We took Ridge to the dentist again today to have a look at his tooth and find out if we should leave it in and see if it comes down or take it out.
After the Dentist had a look at it and we talked for a bit we decided that the tooth was going to come out. The dentist feared that the thin bone that attaches to the teeth was broken and so the tooth would not come down on it's own and instead of waiting a month and risking infection and damage we decided to go ahead with the extraction. It will be done on Tuesday at the surgical hospital. I am NOT excited to go through this but I look forward to finally having this taken care of.
He will have the surgery on Tuesday and then on Nov. 4th he will go in and have fake tooth attached. It will kind of be like a retainer only the wire will go on the inside of the teeth. It will have bands that go around his molars to keep it in place.
When I told Ridge that he was going to get a new tooth he was really sad because he wanted to be a toothless pirate for Halloween. After I explained to him that he would get his new tooth after Halloween he was just fine.
I have been so impressed with his maturity during this whole endeavor. It has been stressful to say the least but he has been such a trooper.
Gotta love him!
At least I do.
After the Dentist had a look at it and we talked for a bit we decided that the tooth was going to come out. The dentist feared that the thin bone that attaches to the teeth was broken and so the tooth would not come down on it's own and instead of waiting a month and risking infection and damage we decided to go ahead with the extraction. It will be done on Tuesday at the surgical hospital. I am NOT excited to go through this but I look forward to finally having this taken care of.
He will have the surgery on Tuesday and then on Nov. 4th he will go in and have fake tooth attached. It will kind of be like a retainer only the wire will go on the inside of the teeth. It will have bands that go around his molars to keep it in place.
When I told Ridge that he was going to get a new tooth he was really sad because he wanted to be a toothless pirate for Halloween. After I explained to him that he would get his new tooth after Halloween he was just fine.
I have been so impressed with his maturity during this whole endeavor. It has been stressful to say the least but he has been such a trooper.
Gotta love him!
At least I do.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
I Spoke Too Soon
In my last post I mentioned that I was glad the weekend was over because it was full of unfortunate events, well, I spoke too soon.
Monday was good but Tuesday was not.
The first part of the day was fine but after Dyson got home from school the boys had lunch and we were off to an appointment for Dyson in Layton. When we got to the appointment I let the boys play on this airplane. It was outside the building and I told them I was going to go check in and I'd be right back.
As I was finishing signing in I turned around to go check on the boys and I saw a lady holding Ridge and he was screaming and he was covered in blood. I ran to him and took him into the bathroom to clean him up. We found the source of the bleeding was in his mouth and we preceded to rinse his mouth and then I noticed his right front tooth was GONE! I nearly started crying right then but I didn't want to freak Ridge out so I tried to hold it together. While we were cleaning up Ridge's mouth the lady that brought him in took Dyson outside to look for the missing tooth and to find out what had happened. They couldn't find the tooth.
One of the receptionist was in the bathroom with me and she was talking calmly to Ridge and I looked at her and told her I didn't know what to do and that I was kind of freaking out, so I was going to need some help. Her and the lady that brought Ridge in helped me get him and the other kids upstairs to a pediatrition's office to have them take a look. He said it looked a ok considering what had happened and that he recommended I take him to a dentist. So back downstairs we went and we found a dentist that we motored over to really fast. On the way there I called my mom and had her meet us there. She called my dad to come and give me and Ridge blessings.
So we all met at the dentists and they took Ridge back for some x-rays. The x-ray's showed that the tooth in fact did not get knocked out. It was still there, it has just been shoved back up into his gums. This is what the poor boy looks like.
If you look in the hole where his tooth should have been you can see a white thing. That is his tooth. I'm not sure how it all happened but it seems that he fell while playing on the airplane and he landed just right as to not knock the tooth out but just relocate it. I asked the dentist what our course of treatment would be and he said that when stuff like this happens to small children the tooth can actually rerupture, or come back down again. So it will basically be like he is teething again. They want to wait and see if it will do that, so we are waiting for a month and then he will go back in. If the tooth is coming down they will wait some more and hopefully it will all come down. If after a month there is no change then they will have to do surgery to remove the tooth and then we will hope that there is no damage to his permanent tooth underneath.
He was such a trooper and his Papa blessed him that he would heal completely from this and that everything would be ok, I was blessed with the patience to deal with his orneryness. I'm stil not sure how I feel about that. haha.
I am so grateful to my parents who rushed to meet me when Jason was so far away. I am also very grateful that I have the Gospel in my life. I am so thankful that my dad was able to give me and my son blessings when we needed them. There are no words to express the feelings I have about that wonderful gift in my life. I am grateful that our Father in Heaven gave us this gift so that we could truly have the his power here on earth to heal and comfort.
Thanks again mom and dad for everything you do for me and my family.
P.S. I really hope today goes better than yesterday!
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