Thomas


Thomas opens his birthday present.

So, Thomas turns 13 today.  Good lord.

We celebrated by going out to eat for the first time since his diagnosis.  Conveniently, the Cheesecake Factory has a “nutritional guide” that you can ask for that lets you know the carbs (and other dietary info) in all their dishes.  So, we actually did the blood test there and gave him his insulin and we were able to get a very nice dinner.

He’s got three more days of school and then Friday is the last day and Auntie Alison arrives for a visit (and the U2 concert).

So, Thomas is home and adapting.  He’s adapting to the needles better than I am and better than he’s adapting to the food changes.  Do you know how many carbs are in a blueberry bagel?  Holy crap!  But he’s adapting well enough that we’re still heading out west for my mother’s 75th birthday later this summer, although now that’s a plane trip (uggh) rather than a drive.  But Veronica prefers that and it means we’ll be home for both the season finale of Doctor Who and the season premiere of Game of Thrones.  Yes, we’ve plowed through six seasons of GoT in the last two months, thus leading to the picture above (no spoilers) and below (spoilers for season finale of Season Six).  Veronica spent one sleepless night at the hospital plowing through Peter Dinklage’s Facebook posts, which, if you watch GoT, are generally hilarious. (more…)

Well, we’re home sooner than we expected.  Now we can just adjust to Type 1.  Which involves lots of needles.  And I like needles about as much as Señor Drumpf likes blacks.  Or Muslims.  Or Mexicans.  Or women.  Or the truth.  Or tasteful decor.

Anyway, still don’t know when the next post will be (obviously) as we adjust to life with a lot, lot less fruit juice and toast.  Thanks to everyone who wished him well.  It was a few frightening and tiring days.

Those who are Facebook friends of Veronica already know that Thomas has been in the ICU at Boston Children’s since yesterday afternoon and we’ve received a diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes.  We’ll be in and out of the hospital with him almost certainly the rest of the week.  So, everything on the blog is on hold, obviously, until things are more settled down.

If you send through any comments, there may be a long delay before they are approved because I can only do that from home, so be patient.

img_1574Well, 2016 is almost over and it’s about damn time.  But there’s still time to open presents and relax for a day (or, maybe more, since Veronica and I left work early on Friday after the idiots doing construction at UMass Boston cut the water line to the Mass Archives).  The picture is Thomas opening his annual ornament from Great-Aunt Melinda and Great-Uncle Dave (who is home for Christmas after a rough year, so that’s something good).

img_1575On the left is a picture of our breakfast.  It’s baked French toast, which Veronica baked in her new Dutch oven, a gift from my mother.  Later today, well, later today we will sit around and probably open the pile of presents and later watch some football.  Later in the week, Veronica and I will be headed down to the City, because, you know, HAMILTON!!!!!!  Woot!  And 2017 might hopefully be better, because, you know, Baby Groot!  And more Star Wars (I’ve seen Rogue One three times so far)!

Oh, and as for why we thought 2016 sucked?  Well, part of it should be obvious.  And part of it is made more obvious with the embedded video below, just one of the gazillion people who died this year.

IMG_0336IMG_0334When we began this blog, oh so many years ago, it was the spawn of a graduate school project that Veronica had done.  It was mainly designed to keep our family updated with what Thomas was doing (before my writings about movies and literature took it over).  Well, we still like to give you updates on Thomas, and this is a big one, because he turned 12 today.  So, for all of you who have known him since he was small or even a baby, it’s time for you to feel old.

Veronica made him an Inside Out cake (with a color and sticker for each emotion).  We also measured him and he’s just under 5’2″ which means by the end of the summer, Veronica will go back to being the shortest person in our family.

2015-12-25-bestWe hope you had fun.

As ever, still my favorite Christmas song.  Thank you, John Lennon.

We are not roasting chestnuts on an open fire, because 1 – I don’t particularly like that song, 2 – we don’t have a fireplace, 3 – I don’t like nuts, and most importantly, 4 – because it’s too friggin hot!  It was 70° yesterday!  70!  On Christmas Eve!

For once, all the presents haven’t been opened yet, which is causing Veronica much consternation.  We combine various Christmas traditions – there’s no way she’d go for my family’s old tradition of actually spreading things over 12 days but this is the first time in years I’ve managed to keep some of the presents until after lunch.

So, a Happy Christmas to everyone who celebrates it.  Happy late (C)Hanukkah to others.  If your thing is not one of those two, we hope you enjoy that as well.

We got Christmas Eve on Sesame Street watched last night.  We watched Mickey’s Christmas Carol (which we gave to Thomas this year so we wouldn’t have to keep checking Disney every year to find out when it will air).  I’ll be cueing up A Charlie Brown Christmas after I post this.  We also headed to the theaters to watch The Good Dinosaur, a fun movie but one of Pixar’s weakest. (more…)

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