If you are a Facebook friend then you know that
Coleson got his wisdom teeth removed last week.
We traveled to South Africa so that he could
have it done by an oral surgeon there. In South
Africa they do it as a day surgery. So we went to
the hospital very early so he could be admitted.
He was super excited! (Not)
Sporting his uber-cute blue gown. Not
pictured are the "pretty blue panties" he
got to wear!
(Angie, have you gained so much weight that you look
a cabbage patch kid OR like YOU just got your wisdom teeth
pulled and are still swollen??? Why yes, I have gained weight and
look like BOTH of those choices, thank you!)
Waiting to go into "theatre". At this point he
had received a tiny pill to calm him down.
After surgery, ice packs were in place.
A physiotherapist came after a little while
and applied electrotherapy and ultrasound
to his jaws to help reduce swelling and reduce pain.
His yummy post-surgery meal: jelly and custard,
ice cream, yogurt and litchi juice. He could only handle
the juice, yogurt, and half the ice cream. Green
jello floating in custard was not appealing to him.
Two days post-op he's barely swollen, sporting
a new John Mayer-ish haircut, and posing
with his brother and friends....about to go to a
movie and a dinner. This was the serious pose.
Abby's 9th birthday was Monday!
These pics are out of order...but this is
Abby (with buddy Rya) blowing out her candles.
I think she thought Rya (age 2) would help
her blow the candles out.
(Abby got new glasses while we were in S.Africa)
So happy to get a new Webkinz Kitty!
Waiting to blow out the candles.
If there is a little one around Abby is going
to be with them....trying to hold them, hug them,
carry them, feed them. Fortunately Rya enjoys
Abby's mothering...most of the time.
And now the public service announcement!
Please watch all of your moles carefully and
if any are suspicious looking or have grown or
changed recently (or even not recently) please
visit your friendly neighborhood dermatologist.
We go to our derma. yearly (or at least try to). Two
years ago she took a biopsy of this smallish freckle
on my cheek that had grown in size It came back as a
melanoma in situ.
When I visited the dermatologist again last week
(all is well, btw) she pulled the picture of my "freckle"
up on her computer screen and said, "you know
that doesn't even really look like a melanoma! I'm
so glad we checked it out!" I am too! I think it
was just God who nudged her to be dissatisfied with
burning it off again (she'd burned it off the previous
year.) Just to be careful she took a tiny piece and
sent it off to the lab. If she hadn't, I would have
had a melanoma growing on my face for the next
two years. Melnomas are not something you want
to mess with. I'm so thankful!
(Sorry if this pic makes you queasy. This is after
the dr. took the biopsy almost 2 years ago. You
can't even really tell there is a mole under there.)