
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Penny War

Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Brevan did it!

Fishy Ice Cubes
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I like my contacts!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Contacts...Oh My!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Followers
Cute and Funny

Wednesday, November 5, 2008
SNOW
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Brevan

Saturday, November 1, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Strike 2 for Team Peterson

Ok, so I'm not up for the Mother of the year award...
A few weeks back we went to Lagoon. While we were there I noticed Beau squinting to read some larger letters. I had never seen this before. Beau has never complained about not being able to see things, nor has he had trouble reading. I took him to the eye dr. yesterday and much to my surprise...he is pretty farsighted 20/50.
No idea...I felt like a complete idiot!!! The dr. was wondering how he has managed to keep up with his class, and even be above grade level? The time and energy that he has HAD to use, to just get his eyes to focus is exhausting. Everytime he reads a book, his eyes are running a marathon. The dr. say glasses or contacts...I don't know...20/20 here.
Of course we have no vision plan, who needed one. Don't think that just because you and your spouse have 20/20 that your children will.
I think after my pocket book recovers, I will be making Bransen an appointment also...he often runs into things...like rocks! LOL...I just have to laugh. If I don't, I just might cry. Please let next week be boring!
August 25, 2008 STITCHES


I'm very surprised that Bransen made to 4 years old without stitches. Yes, he's had a concussion and many other things but never stitches.
Beau has managed to stay in one piece for 8 years. Our winning streak has come to an end. (Usually it's Tobias getting stitches...at least 10 sets.)
Bransen was riding his bike down our neighbors driveway, when he hit a rock and flew off his bike landing head first into a very pointy rock. Leaving a deep but little cut in his head. My neighbor boy came running into the house, "Jackie, Jackie....Bransen's bleeding really bad from his head." I thought, Oh great as I calmly grabbed a towel from the kitchen. Yes, I've learned how to stay calm. The neighbor boy was right, blood everywhere! I said,"Yep, we're going to need stitches, off to the hospital we go."
Beau was having a harder time than Bransen was, so I left him with my neighbor. Beau would have freaked out at the hospital!
At the hospital...after a long wait and some numbing cream, he was ready. Those nurses at the hospital are very smart, they made him a Batman cape out of a pillow case. They stuck his arms down in it, behind him. He cried a little bit when they gave him the numbing shot, after that he was just fine. What a brave little Batman. We came home, and off he ran to show off his new battle wound to all of his friends. He's so full of it!
Gallbladder email from May
I have made it down to the computer. Someday we will be high tech with a lap top. Then I could have incoherently emailed everyone, instead of calling them. If I talked to you on Friday, sorry for the mumbling.
Thursday- I love that the hospital never tells you, that they're 2 hours behind until your sitting bare backed in one of those stupid gowns.
I was very nervous after waiting 2 hours, then they brought me back to the or pre-op. Being wheeled around in a hospital bed is enough to make anyone barf! The lovely little pre-op nurse, is the same one that managed to stick me 3 times and blow out a vein in September, when I had the bone spur removed off my head.
Oh, so happy to see her! For any of you that don't know, I HATE NEEDLES!
This time, she got on the 1st try, whew! I was really nervous about having a tube stuck down my throat, never had that before. I guess there's a 1st time for everything!
After 2 plus hours of surgery, I wake up to them saying, Jackie you have to breath! Well hello, I think I am. Aren't I? Apparently not enough, the blasted machine wouldn't shut up. Jackie, breath deep, try and cough. Hello, I have 5 holes in my stomach, I'm not coughing! (Dean, I know your loving this!) Something in the anesthesia always makes me very itchy, I could itch my face right off! They shoot me up with benadryl and everything else, and they expect me to breath. I just wanted to sleep!
This seemed to go on for hours, even after they took me out to my own room where Tobias was waiting. I was expecting to be home by 3:00 pm. I wasn't even out of surgery until 3. Once again, I just wanted to sleep, I promise to breath.
After coming too, I was very thirsty. Plus I wanted to go home! I drank 3 diet cokes, 6 waters, orange juice, apple juice. Let me add, all of these were 12 oz. After several attempts of going to the bath room, nothing worked! And to add to that every time I got up, the nausea took over. I couldn't go, we tried everything...things I'd never even heard of, like smelling ammonia. I couldn't go. At about 9:50 pm I managed to get out a couple of drops, and they let me go home! Thankgoodness!
OH, I almost forgot, my gallstones were the talk of the hospital! They were big, green and very nasty looking. I guess they must have been expanding my gallbladder, Oh the pain!!!!!!!! I have the pictures if you'd like to see them.
I do believe at Walgreen's pharmacy, I called the pharmacist a dumbass. When he couldn't find the prescriptions that we had just sent him. Sorry!
Home! It was so nice to be home! After getting comfy in bed, I had a nice 1 hour rest...then it happened...my bladder began to work again...every 30 minutes until 4 am...and then it was every hour until 9 am. My stomach has never hurt so bad! Big mistake! I should have bought some depends!
Friday- I was so tired and in pain from my ups and downs, that Friday is a blur!
I have tried to rest as much as I can. I can't believe how tired I am! My body is sucking all of the energy to heal. My stomach still hurts pretty bad. The incisions in the belly button is not a good idea! I should have asked for it else where. I don't care about the scar, I haven't wore a bikini in about 10 years. I have been trying to stick to doctors orders, for 4 weeks I'm not supposed to lift anything over 20 lbs....that means Brevan. Yeah right, he is all ready going through MOM withdrawls. He just wants me to hold him!
Thank you to my Mother for dealing with my crazy children for hours and hours! Thank you to Jane for stealing my kids Monday and Tuesday so I could rest. Thank you to Tobias for letting me hog the whole bed and and taking such good care of me!
Thank you for all your prayers, calls and thoughts! They have been greatly appreciated!
I better go, it's past nap time!
Love, Jackie












