Aya painted Stacy’s nails for the first time:
So girlie:
Pretty in pink!
"I have everything that I've dreamt of having when I was a little boy. Except, now that I'm older, I dream of even more!"
Another good week of swim class for Jack and Stacy. Stacy was all smiles this week:
Stacy was definitely more comfortable with the teacher and in the water:
Stacy was having fun in her lesson. She was able to float by herself. She wasn’t scared putting her head under water. Stacy’s best week yet!
Behold…some video of Stacy in the water…during the lesson…with no crying!
Stacy has been wanting her own foot stool to stand on in the bathroom, so we told her if she didn’t cry we would buy her one. There was a nice pink princess footstool but Stacy insisted on the ‘Cars’ footstool:
I felt bad that all Stacy wanted was a crummy footstool, so I also got Stacy a Thomas the Train puzzle in a lunch pail container:
I hope Stacy doesn’t cry at this week’s lesson.
Whoa! Finally a break thru….Stacy had a swim class where she did not cry!
Stacy putting her head under the water:
Yay!
Now the hard part for Stacy…floating. When the water goes in her face…nose…mouth…she freaks out but not this time!
A good day at swim class deserves a donut!
All the Kindergartens in Jack’s school sang a song at the Spring Musical last week. Jack entering the cafeteria with Charmaine:
Jack played the part of the ‘wind’.
Room 4:
All the kids did well. I was surprised, none of the kids had stage fright and/or cried.
So far things have really been good between Jack and Stacy. Jack is very nice to Stacy whereas Stacy is not so nice to Jack. Hard to tell in these pictures as you would think Jack just bullies and squashes Stacy all the time…ROWRRR:
Head Smash #1:
Head Smash #2":
Let’s start off with the good news, Aunty Dawn came to swim class….YAY!
At least this week Stacy didn’t cry in the changing room:
And, that is the end of the good for Stacy. Once Stacy’s lesson started it was back to the crying:
At least this time, Stacy didn’t cry the entire lesson. She was a bit calmer but then she swallowed some water and then she started to cry again.
Jack started his lessons this week. First time Jack has been in the water since September when we started basketball on Saturdays. Jack’s new teacher is Daniel:
Pretty easy day for Jack. The teacher was just assessing Jack’s skills and going over freestyle with Jack. Hopefully the classes get better for Jack as the last class he was in it was pretty repetitive.
A bad news and good news week for me. The bad news was a week after the steroids, my knee did not improve much. In fact, it hardly showed any progress that the therapist said the surgeon is going to have to do a follow-up surgery if my knee does not get better in the next week or so.
Luckily for me, towards the end of the week my knee made a lot of progress. My extension got dramatically better and for the first time in 6 weeks the swelling was minimal. Hopefully the good progress continues this week.
Jack was invited to a classmates birthday at a Music center. They did some arts and crafts, learned some songs and learned a dance:
The girl Jack is dancing with is not the birthday girl, just a classmate. I give him credit. I don’t think I would have done that if that was me.
We had an impromptu scrimmage with the first grade basketball team that practices at the same time as us and Jack got into a minor scuffle going for a loose ball and hurt his shoulder.
We iced his shoulder down and he was as good as new. More importantly, we had a very good scrimmage against the 1st grade team. My team wasn’t scared and was up to the challenge. We lost the scrimmage but we hung in there and competed. I was very happy at well the boys played against an older and bigger team.
It had been a while since we have been able to see Uncle Su-chan and luckily he came out to visit us for dinner over the weekend:
The kids love to see Uncle and Jack had someone to play Wii with him:
Have I told you how much I dislike my surgeon? The reviews are great on the guy but he is a HORRIBLE people person. Every appointment he makes me wait and this time I waited for 1 hr and 45 minutes. Keep in mind that I had to leave work early to make the appointment and I also leave work early 3 times a week for physical therapy…so I was not happy that I had to wait AGAIN.
This time after waiting he looks at my knee for 1 minute…asks, “Who is your Physical Therapist?” I tell him and then he tells me to go downstairs to the PT center and wait. He wants to talk to my therapist and his boss.
So after I wait another 20 minutes, he comes down and he proceeds to yell at my PT’s boss in front of me and other patients and then yells at my PT guy saying my knee looks terrible and that my 5 week progress is not good at all. He then tells them to get rid of the crutches, brace and puts me on some sort of steroid to help the knee swelling go down.
Right leg is my repaired leg and swollen. Hard to tell but I have a lot of atrophy in my right leg as well.
Needless to say, the NEXT time I have my scheduled PT and my therapist works me like the guy from Shawshank Redemption except I didn’t escape and I was captured! I swear he was trying to make me cry. I came close to telling him to just STOP and that is enough for the day. He was like 1-2 minutes away from breaking me. Now, in addition to my normal at home exercises, I had ‘homework’ to do even MORE exercises.
Have I mentioned how much I hate my surgeon??
After last weeks fiasco at swim school, we decided to try to bribe Stacy to NOT cry at swimming this week. There is a bathroom stool that Jack stands on to reach the sink because our sink counters are high. Stacy tries to run and take Jack’s stool but we told her that we would buy a stool just for Stacy if she did not cry. Before swimming, nice and happy and ready to swim:
This week, the teacher suggested us not be in the pool area and just watch from behind the one way mirror. I thought it was a mistake and sure enough, Stacy cried and cried. Stacy cried before the lesson started but when we left her in the pool with the teacher that just made it worse. Again, another 15 minutes of Stacy flat out crying. No pictures or video since we were in the lobby…but even after swim lesson Stacy was still upset: