I think that we are just about over the jet lag, but we still get tired at around 6:00pm and have been heading for bed early at 8:00pm – 9:00pm every night. I think that will gradually get later and later every day. Jet took Ben to the doctor for his 18 month shot on Friday morning and his pediatrician noticed that he had a fever (101 degrees), so that concerned her enough to postpone giving him the shot. While checking Ben’s blood, she also noticed that his iron level was low (anemic), which concerned her as it was also low before we left for Thailand. Ben’s pediatrician didn’t know if was low because of something genetic or because of something else, so she told Jet to take him to the hospital to have his blood drawn for tests. Jet did all of this on her own as I suspected it would be a routine visit, and from Jet’s reports at the hospital, I would have had a tough time there. The nurse that drew Ben’s blood appeared to be new as she stuck Ben in the arm and couldn’t find the vein, so she just wiggled and circled the needle around while still in his arm until she hit it. All the while Ben was in absolute agony, so much so that Jet said that he “dropped a deuce” in the middle of all of Ben’s screaming and crying. Poor little guy. While Jet was enduring all of this with Ben, I spent the morning picking weeds and cutting the grass. Although I was able to pick six plastic grocery bags full of weeds (a whole lot), our grass, in general, was in great shape. Our lawn was thick and green as Donald had given it fertilizer a few times while we were away and Brandan (neighbor kid from Wisconsin) had regularly cut it. We also had much more rain this summer here in Alabama than last summer, so that really helped out our lawn as well. By the afternoon, Ben’s fever started to take hold of him as he was just in sad condition, not wanting to eat and only wanting to be held by Jet. Before we left for Alabama, one of our neighbors had given us a plastic sand box to have, which I filled up on Friday afternoon with sand left over from Buddy’s new house that is currently being built. Ben was in such pain that he didn’t want to try out his new sand box at all.
We had planned on going to Atlanta on Saturday morning because I had an Aussie Rules practice and it also would have given us a chance to stock up with some Asian groceries, but Ben had an awful night as his fever was high and he just had a hard time sleeping in bed with us – which meant that we had a hard time sleeping. Jet took the worst of it, though, as every time I would try to hold him, he would just cry for “Mae” or mommy. All of this while Jet was still feeling sluggish with a cold made it extra hard on her. I decided to go to Atlanta alone while Jet took care of Ben at home, something that I got an earful from Linda from after I got back. The practice was good as I had a chance to do a lot of running and kicking the footy around. I knew that it was a good workout as even though I have been running quite a bit over the last few weeks, my legs felt sore that afternoon. I stopped at the Asian store after practice and chatted with Jet over the phone to get everything that she needed. One of the real important reasons for me going to Atlanta was to pick up rice and a new rice cooker as Jet gave our old one away to one of her friends before we left for Thailand. Our old rice cooker had been with us for probably about five years and had been used very heavily, so we needed to get a new one and giving our old one away certainly gave us incentive to just that. I also picked up a few other goodies while at the store, including several snacks that Ben loved eating back in Thailand, so hopefully that will be something that he will enjoy.
I got back home from Atlanta at around 2:00pm, which was just over an hour before the “welcome home” gathering that Donald and Linda threw for us. I was surprised at how well planned this event was as it ended up being close to one of our usual neighborhood gatherings as quite a few people showed up. There was a lot of food to eat (sandwiches, potato salad, chips, etc.) and a few tasty desserts (cheesecake, coconut cake) that was perfect for a get-together on a warm afternoon (mid 90’s). We were also surprised at how many kids were there (probably around a dozen) that were playing around in the front of Donald and Linda’s house, which Ben enjoyed watching, and before long, he wanted to join in. That was a good sign because until that point, Ben just didn’t feel like eating. After playing and running around for about a half hour, Ben was eating normally again. We ended up packing things up at around 6:30pm so that everyone had a chance to get back home and watch the Alabama game. I ended up just taking all of the tables and chairs and bringing them over to our garage as we will be having another neighborhood gathering (“Greystone Gathering”) next week Saturday morning at 9:30am. We decided to schedule this gathering early again so that everyone would have a chance to stop by and relax before all of the football action. But to get back to yesterday’s gathering, we greatly appreciate Donald and Linda throwing this party for us to welcome us back home. As seamless as the party went, it surely meant that a lot of planning and effort went into putting it on, we are just thankful to have such caring neighbors. I am beginning to think that having these parties might just be a way that Linda is trying to “fatten me back up” as I the first question I still get from everyone back here in Alabama is “Have you lost weight?”. I now weigh 168 pounds, which is something that I haven’t last weighed since my senior year in high school (13 years ago … yikes!), but I feel great and I haven’t been starving myself. Well, I can easily see myself packing on the pounds again if I keep getting coconut-themed desserts set in front of me.
The Alabama game was great to watch last night – at least until I fell asleep at around 9:00pm or just after halftime. Ben and Jet went out a few minutes ahead of me. Ben’s fever returned, but the toughest part of the night was just giving him Tylenol and Motrin to keep his fever down. Ben didn’t have as rough a night as he had the night before, so I hope that is a good sign that the worst is over. Knock on wood. Today (Sunday) would be the third day of his fever, so if it goes as all of the other times he has had his fever, it should be ending today. If there is anything good to say about Ben’s condition it is that at least he was not like this during our flight back home. The weekend before our trip he had a fever and now the weekend after he has a fever.
Not much planned for today and tomorrow for us, though. No big plans, that is. Jet has applied to several different jobs over the past week so we hope something will turn out for her there. One of the jobs that she applied for is at the Anniston Army Depot for the secretary to the commander, who actually just lives a few houses down from us. We haven’t met the commander yet, but we hope that she will turn up at the gathering next weekend. I don’t think that knowing the commander will help Jet get the job, but I don’t think that it would hurt. I’ll keep you updated on how the job hunt progresses.


