Extreme Sports

Well it turns out that Jett loves extreme sports.

Who would have thought?

The other day, we made our way to Vala's Pumpkin Patch in Gretna, NE with a bunch of my friends.  It was a BEAUTIFUL fall day and we had so much fun.  Vala's Pumpkin Patch is the Disneyland of all pumpkin patches.  It was amazing...everything from humongous jumping pillows to go-carts to the yummiest kettle corn on the planet.

Just ridin' the John Deere train

Chilling on the jumping pillows with Jett's besties, Dax and Berrett.

 I'm guessing the reason Jett is mad in the picture above is because we had to get off the go-carts (pics below).  It turns out he is more of an extreme sport baby...I was trying to play with him in a "sand" box made of corn kernels and he hated it.  He would rather feel the wind run through his hair.  His long, luscious locks of hair.

Yeah right.  Maybe he'll have hair by the time he is three, but even that is a long shot!

Regardless, we had a blast.  I was happy to find out that I can still do some "normal" things with Jett.  I don't necessarily have to hold back with him.  Yes, I do have to be careful that goats don't eat his feeding tube and that he is safe, but overall, we were able to do all of the activities at the pumpkin patch.  Victory!!

A true "ACTION" shot...I could NOT get the go-cart going for the life of me.

And for the finale, we have made PEACE with the goats! Jett and I fed them our kettle corn and they were loved it, but who doesn't love popcorn covered in sugar?

No feeding tubes were harmed this time.

We've come a long way

I was just deleting some stuff on my computer and ran into some old pictures.  Although we still aren't in the clear, have many hurdles yet to come, and still have many daily reality checks, I realized for the first time how much our little Jett really has grown.

He hasn't put on much weight in 9 months of life but who cares (we were so concerned with this for a long time) He has accomplished so much in his inspired short life so far. Here is what he has accomplished so far:

-He dealt with us as 1st time parents, and not knowing his specific needs the first 8 weeks of life before we knew that he had some special things that we needed to do for him.
-Against all odds (PCH and cleft lip/palate) he learned how to eat out of a bottle for the first 2 months of life (he was never supposed to be able to do this)
-He dealt with a nasal feeding tube and an oxygen tube for 2.5 months
-He has taught doctors, nurses, techs, parents and pretty much anyone that encounters him, that size is NO indicator of strength… He is one strong little guy
-He is the first Boseman to EVER have an 8 pack, and the youngest Boseman to grow a mustache (loved his stache)
-He experienced his first of many surgeries by having his cleft lip repaired by an amazing surgeon (Dr. Morales) (although the lip repair was incredible, this is what ultimately ruined his mustache...)
-2 weeks after his 1st surgery he had his feeding tube installed into his tummy
-He made his 1st cross country move, and had the opportunity to go on his first airplane ride (thanks to some amazing friends)
-He endured a doctor making a stupid mistake, so he had his tummy button installed 2 times instead of 1.
-He has doubled in size and now weighs in at 13 pounds
-He has traveled the world (see his blog for all those details)
-He visited with his buddy Glenn Beck
-He has inspired many people world wide.  We have heard many of the inspiring stories but I know there are many I haven't heard. Secondarily to this, we have learned that there are really some incredible people out there that are filled with compassion.
-He has taught us about the world of raising a special needs child, and introduced us to some equally amazing angel babies.
-He has solidified the fact that prayers are heard and answered

-He has grown, fought, inspired, and learned with such an amazing little attitude over the last few months.  We are so proud of him.

Here are a couple pics I just found from when he was younger:

And here are some more recent ones.  Growing up:

If you have any more accomplishments that I didn't cover, Please feel free to remind us of them!  Thanks

My "Jett" Pack

I know what you're thinking...and no, I'm not getting ready to go on a scout backpacking trip.  I'm just getting ready to take Jett and Kusaba for a walk around the neighborhood.  Luckily most of my neighbors know about Jett's condition and what it requires to take him out.  However, I am used to getting some crazy looks from some people!

I call this "look" the Jett Pack Look.  It consists of Jett (duh!), the Baby Bjorn, the feeding backpack complete with formula, and a poop bag for Kusaba.  As you can see, Kusaba is ALREADY distracted by a squirrel in this picture.  I spend most of our walk pulling and tugging at his leash because of all the critters that he tries to chase.  And then there is the poop pickup...seriously I look like I'm doing gymnastics.  With one hand, I hang onto Jett and Kusaba while I bend down, but I can't bend down far because I don't want the backpack to fall forward.  When this happens (and it has), the feeding pump starts alarming which requires A LOT more unnecessary work.  With my free hand, I take the plastic bag and carefully pick up Kusaba's poop.  With that same hand, I tie the bag in a knot (while holding my breath) and attempt to stand back up.  All I can say is...I'm thankful for yoga and pilates or else I'm sure that I would have a pulled muscle by now.

Total random side note, but there is an old lady that lives near us who picks up her dog's poop with her BARE hands.  Gross.

Okay, back to our walk around the neighborhood.  It usually lasts about 30 minutes and by the time we get back home, I am usually sweating profusely and Kusaba is about to pass out.  Jett, however, is LOVING every minute of it.  He just hangs his little arms out of the Baby Bjorn and soaks in the rays. Once I have taken care of Kusaba's "stuff" and put on hand sanitizer, I really enjoy the walk too.  Jett and I hold hands and talk about the leaves on the trees, the cars passing by, and the bugs making funny noises.  He gets smothered with lots of kisses because he is conveniently placed right on my chest. 

This is precisely WHY I go to this much work to go on our daily walk!

Our Friday the 13th Story

Everyone has to have a Friday the 13th story, right?  Well leave it up to me to schedule surgery for Jett on that day!  To tell you the truth, looking back, we feel like what I'm about to tell you was a blessing in disguise...but I'm going to keep you in suspense for a minute.

This week has been absolutely amazing!  Cody has summer break and is FREE for a whole month.  Can you believe it?  I have him all to myself and I love it.  Normally, we would plan a fun get-a-way or take up some flying lessons again.  Well, with Mr. Jett, we are unable to do that kind of stuff right now.  He likes to keep us on our toes and close to a hospital.  Even though we have stayed home this week, we have made the best of it.  Cody has worked on our basement theater room and I have enjoyed organizing our storage room.  By the way, I'm not kidding when I say "enjoyed". Organization makes me happy.

We have tried to take Jett out each day to run errands, but we don't go too far.  If Jett got his way, I think he would choose to stay home and cuddle with his fuzzy blanket while looking at the ceiling fan. No joke.  He loves that thing.  Anyway, one day we were feeling adventurous and bought Jett his very first swimsuit.  We took him for a "dip" in our neighbor's swimming pool.

He tolerated the not-so-warm water pretty well, but was sure to give us some mean faces every now and again.

Now for our Friday the 13th story...it began on a cold, stormy night.  Ha!  We wish.  It actually began in 105 degree weather with 100% humidity.  Yes, a true nightmare.  Anyway, as I mentioned, I scheduled a surgery for Jett.  His current feeding tube was falling apart and was just not doing the job.  The only way to change it was for him to go under anesthesia and have the gastroenterologist (who will go unnamed) place a new one. Ugh. We dislike anesthesia with a passion.  Jett has always had some sort of "reaction" to it.

We spent two hours prior to the surgery talking with the anesthesiologists and meticulously planning the procedure so that Jett would recover better than he has in the past.  They were extremely efficient and wanted to make sure that Jett was as safe as he could be.

The surgery took place at 2 p.m. and Jett recovered remarkably well.  This was a Friday the 13th miracle!  It was now 5 p.m. and the nurses were ready to discharge us...we were seriously so excited that Jett didn't have to spend the night at the hospital. 

"Let's start him on his feeds first," says Kathleen (who, by the way, was one of our favorite nurses ever), "You know, to make sure that there aren't any leaks or anything."

Well, of course.  This was definitely a wise piece of advice and so we started Jett on his feeds.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The feeding pump kept alarming saying that there was "No FLOW".  What the heck?  This is a new tube and shouldn't be happening.  I grabbed a syringe, filled it with water, and began my attempt to flush the tube.  No such luck.  We had a big problem on our hands. The tube was kinked inside of Jett's body. Cody became livid and I actually kept my cool for the first time ever.

Come to find out, the gastroenterologist never checked his work once the tube was placed.  He literally just put in inside Jett and didn't take an X-Ray or anything to make sure that everything was in its proper place. We were very frustrated to say the least.

"Are you saying I have to get the sleepy medicine again? Ugh!"

Just our luck, the gastroenterologist had left for the day...heck, he probably was already on his way out of Omaha leaving on family vacation.  We called him and he did NOT want to come back into the hospital.  He tried everything he could to make it so that he wouldn't have to come back in.  Cody got even more livid.  The nurses were amazing and were right there to help us.  I'm not sure how it happened, but they got the GI doc to come back to the hospital.

Jett went under X-Ray.  Sure enough, a large kink was seen. The nurses took him right back to the operating room for a SECOND operation.

Jett is the toughest guy we know!  He went through a lot in one day and stayed strong the entire time.  We were able to take him home that night around midnight...just in time for Friday the 13th to be over.

Earlier I had referred to this mistake as a blessing in disguise and it actually was.  The original feeding tube that the GI had placed was way too long for Jett's little body and would have caused him a lot of pain.  During the second surgery, the GI decided to switch for a shorter tube.  Jett has been feeling wonderful this week.  It might be a coincidence that he hasn't experienced the tummy pain that he usually endures, but whatever it is, we are so grateful.  We love our happy, little fighter Jett.

In a nutshell...

Here is what has been going on in our neck of the woods most recently:

Grandma Sherrie came to stay for two weeks!  

She spoiled Jett with lots of kisses and songs...and boy, was she a help to me.  I was able to be "ME" every now and again.  I went shopping with friends a couple times and even started up yoga again.

Notice how shiny my teeth are??  Haha.  Dr. Boseman (there on the right) cleaned my teeth today.  I was proud to be his first patient and he did an amazing job.  Only poked me twice. 

Jett became friends with a minor league baseball team.  They sent him a baseball bat

with all of their autographs on it and renamed their team, "Jett's Angels".  So cute.

Kusaba has been enjoying spying on and barking at all of the wild creatures in our yard.  We live near the botanical gardens which are full of deer, turkeys, squirrels, and raccoons.  They like to venture onto our side of the fence and eat our tomato plants.  Not cool, Mr. Deer, not cool.

Daddy gives Jett his daily head tickles.

The last two days, the weather here has been actually bearable.  The humidity has finally gone down from 100% to 95% (or something like that) and we can actually go outside and lay under our big tree.  Jett likes looking up into the trees and smiles when the wind touches his face.

Jett has been getting longer...not fatter, just longer.  He is such a bean pole, but at least he is growing! His tummy has been giving him a lot of trouble lately.  His stomach ulcers, and who knows what else, have been acting up.  Maalox has become our best friend!

Daddy and Jett have continued their daily exercise session.  Jett likes to do tummy rolls on the side of our couch or ottoman.  Sometimes we even get some smiles out of him.  They are definitely a good distraction for when he is experiencing tummy pain...it helps get the farts out.  Seriously! And honestly, hearing him fart is like music to my ears because he has such a hard time doing it, but feels SO much better once their out.  Oh the little things in life that make me happy!

Peek-a-boo!

I have been blessed to meet some AMAZING friends here!  They are so fun and so supportive.  This picture was taken on July 4th.  Our little neighborhood had a breakfast bash.  Notice my hair??  Yeah, the humidity was already at 100% so there was no chance I was going to do anything with it that day.  Jett slept through the whole thing.  He missed out on some yummy pancakes and bacon.

Kusaba missed out on the pancakes and bacon too, but not on his own accord.  He got banished back to the house after trying to eat off of everyone's plates.  He hates missing out on all the fun...but don't feel bad for him just yet.  Kusaba has pretty much become the community dog and it's awesome.  Little neighbor kids come over every day to take him on walks and play ball.  He is in heaven!  Tonight, he spent about an hour over at our neighbors house playing with their kids. I better start giving him a curfew.  He better not think he can stay out late every night.  Haha!

I still give Jett his daily kisses.  We do our stretches and sing songs.  I am still a horrible singer, but Jett doesn't seem to care.  

We got a surprise in the mail!!  Don't we look so excited?!  This package came from Jett's friend, Rudy, who lives all the way across the pond...in England.  Little Rudy has Pontocerebellar Hypoplasia as well.  Rudy loves looking at fiber optic lights and thought that Jett would like them too...

 And he does!!

When Jett is able to focus (so basically anytime he isn't in pain), he loves looking at these lights.

Thanks Rudy!!  I will be making a special post about Rudy on Jett's blog. Stay tuned.

The rest of our week will have some UPs and some DOWNs.  The "up" is that Cody will be finished with his summer semester on Friday.  Whoop whoop!  He has been a pathology and biochemistry maniac these past few weeks.  I am so proud of him.  The fact that he can focus on school (and pretty intense school for that matter) and still take the time to help with Jett is beyond me.  I would not be able to do what he does.

The "down" for our week is that Jett goes into the hospital on Friday.  He will undergo surgery for a feeding tube replacement.  The doctor will also take some pictures of his stomach and take some biopsies.  I am also concerned that Jett may have scoliosis and something wrong with his lower intestines.  Hopefully we get some answers.  We know you always do...but keep us in your prayers!  Love you all.