I feel like the little red headed girl in the movie Hope Floats that didn't get picked for the school talent show, "...and I was gonna do a poem. I guess they don't like poems." I am whining in my head, "...and I was gonna give away an extra mug; I guess they don't like mugs." I haven't gotten any new followers by offering the mug--oh well! That is just a better chance for you faithful followers that are already signed up!!
Jason looks to be on the mend. I won't bore you with the GROSS details, but he is talking in complete sentences again and actually sitting up on the couch. He is probably not well enough to travel to the surgery tomorrow, but I will put on my big girl panties and deal with it! Just keep us in your prayers. It is so scary seeing her put to sleep.