OH.MY.UGHHH. What a day. I guess it's safe to say that this blog is no more. How sad. How...demonic. If you stop & really think about it, it's really sort of evil. It's VERY evil. To "prey" on the convictions of SO many people, only to *poof* go away. "B" needs prayer, that much I know. She also needs a couple of days @ the ole' mental disorder treatment facility. I was a follower. Because I thought that I was a witness to His awesome power. Everyday, with every new update, I felt stronger. I felt that God could heal ANYONE. In turn, that gave me so much hope for Jax. Now I realize that Jax has tons of hope, with or without Miss Weirdo telling me about her imaginary baby's fake heart rate.
ANNNND that brings me to ANOTHER blogger who shall remain nameless for the time being. I personally believe it's totally strange to make up blog after blog after blog, & changing EVERYTHING with each new Blogger name. Hello! People remember. We have a MEMORY. If you are single-say you are single. If you are childless-say you are childless. Why make up things to share with us readers, who don't even really know you? To make yourself feel better? So we can comment you on "OMG your bag is TOTALLY CUTE, GIRL!!!!"
You are generic & your are dumb.
Onto more important things.
Jax is great. He has had a fever for about....5 days. His Dr's all say it's a fever virus & we should just let it go it's course. He is 9 months old. We can't do much @ this age.
Landon & I are great. We are e n g a g e d. The date is October 24th, 2008. The venue is reserved & the dress is on order. Me=thrilled.
Work, though. Work is work & work is sucky. Same people, different day. I am waiting for a couple of attorney's to call me back. *crosses fingers* If I don't get out of that place soon, I will cry everyday & quit. I promse. It's THAT BAD.
Ok so I am sick of this room & looking out of this ONE window. The food sucks & I want something HOMEMADE, not given to me on a tray. The mom's of patients here get to eat for free 3 times a day & that's nice. It would be better if they gave me the money & I got to run across the street to Copeland's.
Jax's breathing is good. He is doing breathing treatments every 2 hours, once a day steroids, another antibiotic, suctioning of his nose. The Dr's are going to watch him today & make a decison about him possibly going home today. I hope so. I miss my bathtub & my bed. The couch here is hard & leather & SMALL. All night the nurses come in for vitals & breathing treatments so I can't sleep. Plus, Landon is sleeping across the room so when he snores, I have to YELL across the room for him to pipe down. Instead of the usual kick to the ribs I usually dish out. =]
We will probably have to go to Tulane tomorrow for his CF doctors to lay eyes on him. That's fine. A little drive to New Orleans won't hurt.
Jax has the most adorable St. Patrick's Day romper to wear....AT HOME. Ugh. I guess he can wear it tomorrow. Who cares, right?
So I guess I will go back to watching the news &stories about AIG & how the government needs to grow some balls & tell those selfish you-know-what's to give the money back.
Today was Jax's every-3-month Tulane visit. & again, he completely surpassed the numbers the Dr's set for him. He weighed in @ 17# 12 oz. (which I think is WRONG bc his pediatricians office had THAT number 2 weeks ago.) He is in the 75th percentile for weight & proportion. This is up from 45% in January. Dr. Hopkins said he is what they want to see a CF baby look like & that developmentally he is "way beyond his chronological age". Him smart.
We were there all of 30 min. Short visits are a good thing. =]
Jax doesn't like elevators, we learned today. He would be fine, then we would step in a elevator & wwwaaaAAHHHHHHH!! I mean, bottom lip out, tears, the whole nine. Then we would get out & he was fine. He has done that a lot lately. Just all of a sudden SCREAM!! & then we go comfort him & then he is ok.
Might be teeth? .I still don't know why the sudden out of nowhere shrill.
Anyway, here a few pictures. A few of his new teef. Yes. TEEF. The rest are from Tulane & him "going to work".