Heated blanket, Monday, Jamaica, Ollie. Jumbled thoughts.

I love the heated blanket Evan's mom bought for us. I find myself laying under it an awful lot...like right now. I go into surgery on Monday morning. The surgery is at 8:30am, but they are going to call me today and let me know what time I need to be there. I feel like it's 6:30 or something. I'm really not looking forward to it. The fact that I have to basically get three surgeries in one day is real shitty. If it was just the ACL surgery it would be fine, because I've already gone through that once, and I know I can do it again. It hurts A LOT, but I know I can do it. But now I have this other surgery to go through..I don't even remember what it's called. Basically they are going to be cutting a piece of my tibia out and moving it over so my knee cap is in line with the rest of my leg. Sounds simple enough, but it's really going to suck. With an ACL surgery, they encourage you to put as much weight as possible on your leg after the surgery so it can start being strengthened. With this surgery, I'm not allowed to put more than 25% of my weight on my leg for 6 weeks because since they cut bone out of my tibia, it's fragile and can break my leg. Awesome. I just really hope this doesn't slow down my recovery. My doctor said the recovery time is about the same, and if I work real hard in physical therapy I should be okay. I just want to be okay for Jamaica. I'm looking forward to going so much. I know I won't be completely recovered, but I'm pretty positive I'll be fine for walking and such. I don't think I can run or anything for like 6 months, but who knows. I think that once the first six weeks are over, and I can walk without crutches, my recovery and progress will be much better. I just have to make sure I don't push myself too hard and screw something up in the process. djskfhskjdhfskjdhf ugh. I just keep thinking about Jamaica. Basically, Jamaica is going to be my reward to myself after my surgery. If I do really well in PT and try my absolute hardest, I get to go to Jamaica with Evan and his family. If I don't do well and am lazy about my rehab, then my knee is screwed for life and I go to Jamaica and don't get to do half the stuff I want to do. Oh and speaking of Evan's family. They are absolutely great. I feel really welcomed at their house and love going there and visiting with Evan. I'm really lucky that they are letting me tag along to Negril this summer!!! I keep looking at pictures of the Blue Cave Castle. :)

Anywho, in other news....Ollie is losing teeth real fast!! His mouth was all bloody yesterday, and I looked in it and he had a tooth coming in. It was gross. He's also a shark right now, because there are some teeth that are coming in right next to his baby teeth, so he has two rows of teeth. He's getting SO HUGE. I tried picking him up today and it was really hard. He weighs so much right now, and I could barely walk while holding him. I'm not going to be able to pick him up at all soon. :( Oh well, maybe that means he will be big enough for me to ride??

He loves to eat his tail..

I look goofy...but you can kind of see how big he is!

He also likes to lay on our pillows.

Sleeping on the floor with Dad.

Surprised? Astounded? Strange? Yes.