Meet Jake Anthony: Jake's View on Health Care...LOL

Monday, August 24, 2009

Jake's View on Health Care...LOL

Those of us who work in the health care industry know that these are certainly complicated and challenging times. While those of us who have to USE the health care system know that something is about to happen...not many of us know exactly what that might be?!?

In the meanwhile, as we all wait and watch the battles that continue to rage on capital hill, I thought we might all benefit from a few insightful tips from our little 4 yr old scholar, Jake Anthony...

Today, while driving home from camp, Jake told me that his eyes had been hurting him all day. He said the left eye just needed to be "told to shape up" (something I realize I've been saying a lot of lately), but the right eye really just needed to be "thrown away". When I asked what he would do if we were to throw away that bad right eye, he responded as any observant 4 yr old of a mother addicted to amazon.com might respond..."Mommy, I'm just gonna go on my blackberry and order a new one (now, don't panic, he doesn't really have a blackberry...well, he does have one of my old ones, but it's not functional...well, it is functional and he uses it to pretend to order things, but it's not hooked up to any network...at least, I don't think it is?!? LOL) Then I can go to sleep tonight without it, because I keep my eyes closed anyway. And tomorrow, that man in the brown truck (UPS) or the one with the orange on it (Fed-Ex) can come here and bring me a new one!" From the mouth of babes...

Hmmm...wouldn't it be nice if it really worked that way?!?!?Just think...don't like the size of your hips...just go online and order some new ones. Have a foot that's bothering you or a "wonky leg", an order to amazon.com will do the trick! And if you have amazon prime, you can have free 2 day delivery!

After contemplating this idea, I asked him what would happen if the new eye came and it didn't match the color of the old eye, what would he do? He said he would throw the man who brought it in jail...which just goes to prove that even at 4 it's obvious that litigation is the only sensible answer to any medical mix-up. And then, he would ask Nanny to return it for him...which is ALSO what his mommy does to poor Nanny ALL the time!!! LOL

As we pulled into the driveway, he asked me for a tissue and although I'm sure that I have over 10,000 things in my car at any point in time, I did NOT happen to have a tissue. Which prompted him to say, he had decided to throw his nose away too because "did you never know that if you buy one thing you can get a whole other thing for not any money at all?"... which is his version of my explanation of why I sometimes buy him two of the same thing (in different sizes) when there is a buy one, get one free sale...oh vey, the boy doesn't miss a thing!

And, finally, the Jake line of the week (yes, and it's only Monday!)... when asked, so Jakey, who's coming to your party this Saturday??? He said (to the lady in the Party City store)... "oh just a hundred people who love me best!"... What better answer could there be?!?!?

Hope everyone has a great week!

Some new pics, as promised...

Relaxing after a hard day at work

Hang'in at the PPB boardwalk with his cousin, Timmy

Timmy, Chris and Jake

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About Jake Anthony

Jake was born on Aug 19, 2005, he weighed a hefty 9lbs 10oz, was 22 inches long (before you say "ouch" it was by C-section) and was welcomed into this world by his mommy, nanny, pops, uncle JJ, LaLa, Aunt Bear, Aunt No-No, Aunt Amy, Aunt CC, Aunt Razz, Aunt Titi, Aunt GG and Aunt Tracey (soon to be Aunt Dana too). To say he was a "dream come true" would be the understatement of the century!!

I had always dreamed of being a mommy and for some reason, had always wanted a boy. (So much so, that I enrolled in the MicroSort clinical trial for gender selection and had the sperm sorted to increase the odds to 85%.) Jake was conceived using IVF and donor #1876 from Fairfax. The donor selection was a VERY serious process including a thorough analysis of every detail imaginable. In the end, the pool was narrowed down to four possible choices, and each of the Posse (his group of Aunts) had an opportunity to evaluate the bio and stats and vote for a 1st, 2nd, and 3rd choice. The votes were tallied and actually, there was a tie between the one we called "Giraffe" and the one we called "James" (because he looked a lot like my brother). For the initial attempt, I went with Giraffe, but after no luck with 2 AI cycles, I switched to "James" (1876) and transitioned to IVF.

The first IVF attempt resulted in 8 eggs, 6 of which survived the fertilization process and 5 of which made it to day 5. PGD testing revealed that there was only 1 healthy normal embryo in the mix and luck would have it, it was a boy! The pregnancy, however, lasted only 8 weeks before I was told it was a non-progressing pregnancy. After that VERY big disappointment and weeks of waiting (and a DNC...uggh), I had the opportunity to try again.

This time, I was rushed in at day 3 and told that the 3 remaining fertilized eggs would not make it to day 5. The absolutely FUNNIEST part of this whole story involved my mom. I had not planned to go to have the procedure on Day 3, so my mom and I had to scramble to get there. (I received the message so late that they actually had to stay open late for me and I had to drive up from South Jersey 3 hours to get there....talk about driving at the speed of light.)

So, my mom meets me and we drive up together and on the way up I tell her "mom, no matter what they say, I only want to put 1 egg back in. I'm having this baby on my own and we already have a strong history of twins in the family and I don't want to risk ending up with 3! Mom, I really need you to be with me on this because they always push you to put more in to increase the odds of success." To which she replied, yes, no problem, I understand."

So, we meet with the doctor and he says, you have 3 remaining embryos, we couldn't do the PGD so we have no idea if any are normal (let alone the sex), so I'm recommending you put all 3 back in. My eyes open wide and I say "ALL 3????" I turn to my mom and she says "I agree with the doctor"...LOL!! And before I knew what hit me, off I went into the surgical suite...

And the result, is the most lovable, adorable, smart little boy in the whole world...hope you enjoy reading about him even half as much as I enjoy raising him...