My mom had a hysterectomy for a benign ovarian tumor this May and that's when they discovered the uterine cancer which the doctor told her would have not been detectable for another two months, at which point it would have been "too late."

So much of life is blind luck. Or miracles. Or stuff. I'm happy for it, nevertheless.

Things are going so well for my family members at the moment. My brother is in AA--he started in jail. And he likes his sponsor and is continuing with it. And my dad--MY DAD--went to church with my sister this past weekend. I feel like everyone is getting a new lease on life. I'm dying to go visit and hug them all.

Yeah, my dad was the same way - no sign of anything wrong that would require surgery other than five years of steadily increasing knee pain.

Cindy, we'll wait until everyone's well. She'll be out of the hospital Saturday, so I want to go up then.

And Christopher's ick went away so much faster than ours. He says it's because I'm so tired from childcare stuff that my immune system isn't up to par. I'm better but still tired. O's acting normal except for the poop.

Just think. Another year or three, and he'll be potty trained.

Heh. I swear they showed Maisy the Mouse PEEING and WIPING on Noggin the other day. It freaked me out, but I realized that that probably is good modeling for toddlers.

Heh. I swear they showed Maisy the Mouse PEEING and WIPING on Noggin the other day. It freaked me out, but I realized that that probably is good modeling for toddlers.

Bear in the Big Blue House had a big potty training episode.

I feel like everyone is getting a new lease on life. I'm dying to go visit and hug them all.

The Bear in the Big Blue House potty training episode is fantastic. It has served all three of my children, very well. My cousin taped it, and a bunch of the other Bear episodes for us, when Ben was training. If I can find the tape, I'll send it to you, Cashmere.

The mystic order of the toileteers...

We caught that Maisy episode. Chris was impressed. He's "so proud" of Maisy. Of course, he peed his bed last night, but I saw that coming, and didn't do anything to stop it. He's got a lousy cold, and so I gave him Benedryl and some Motrin. Then he wanted some orange juice. It was very soon before bedtime, but I let him have the juice, because I figured it would be good for his cold. And I'm sure it was...just not so good for the sheets.

I left his bed unmade today, so the rubber sheet would dry and air off, after we cleaned it. When I went to put fresh sheets on this afternoon, I found he'd ripped it. He's been trained for more than a year, but his night-dryness is still hit or miss. At least a couple of times a month, there's an accident (although now he usually wakes and goes to the bathroom).

I taped the rip, because I wasn't going out at 6:00 to buy a new rubber sheet, and am really hoping we can be rid of it in a few months, anyhow.

The mystic order of the toileteers...

Heh.

At least a couple of times a month, there's an accident (although now he usually wakes and goes to the bathroom)

That's still pretty damned good for his age. I think my BiL slept in diapers until he was nearly 6. They wanted to do that hormonal nasal thing but my MiL wouldn't allow it. She just figured he'd stop when he was ready.

Anyone else think it's weird I went through potty-training with my brother in law?

Hec! I sit here all alone in a martini built for two!

I always forget you have such a young b-i-l, Cashmere. That's so funny that you know about his toilet training.

When Chris was first trained, he never wet the bed. He was dry in the morning, long before he was trained, because I got lazy about training him, and marketing our old house derailed our first attempt. The wetting started I don't know--six or nine months ago. At first it was here or there. Then it was frequent. Then I talked to him. I didn't want to trot him to the doctor for what I thought was just heavy sleeping. When I talked to him, I explained he needed to wake up when he felt like he had to pee, and he did. Now it's only occasional, and usually there's a reason, like a drink right before bed.

Emily, your tag is cracking me up.

Hec! I sit here all alone in a martini built for two!

Awww, I can't IM until I get home with Emmett. Sorry! I should've mentioned that.

That'll be about 7pm my time - 10 yours.

When I was sick, I did it a lot, especially when feverish. He might not have been able to stop that.