I'm here, but first 'let's go back'

So I disappeared for over a month. It wasn't because I didn't know what to write, or I didn't have time. I disappeared because, as my last post stated, I threw out my back (or actually herniated a disc) and I had to go for back surgery. I decided that the next time I update my blog is when the anesthesia wears off and I know that everything went as it should.
Well (although I wrote this post last night - yes, before the surgery, summoning the 'evil eye') this has been posted which means all is well, for now.

It is actually the time to summarize a year in Boston. Last year, on Halloween, I landed in this foreign land, not knowing where I am and what exactly I'm going to do. And now, a year later, a child later, a freezing winter and hot summer later, a tax report later, several Jewish (and non-Jewish) holidays with friends later, a car purchase later, a couple of surgeries (or surgical interventions) later I can finally say - Hey! I now know where I am, but I sure as hell don't know exactly what I'm doing!

Dangerous paragraph alert: NOT FOR PEOPLE WITH WEAK STOMACHES!!!
So some of you might read the above and say "back surgery" is only one, why does he say a couple. So, of course, nothing goes smoothly when you really hope it will. Just a week before my surgery was scheduled my body decided it was a good time to start a small infection by a lymph node. 'Sure' it said (my body if you are not following), 'if we can stop the surgery, why not?'. This infection was dealt with at MIT medical, that did a poor job. Why poor? Well, first when they decided to open me up they did not give me enough lidocaine and I could feel the cut and the drainage. Second, they left most of what was growing in there. The back surgeon didn't think twice, once he saw what they did, and sent me to a surgeon of his own. This surgeon flooded me with lidocaine, and I really didn't feel a thing. I didn't feel the 1inch cut, or the wick that was placed deep inside the wound. The intention of this wick is to allow me to reopen the cut a couple of days after the surgery (how fun) and avoid it from closing. Anyways, it worked and we are passed that.
END OF DANGEROUS PARAGRAPH

CJ, our son, is growing really quickly. He looks and acts just like a real person. A real person that cannot talk or walk, but still a real person. His advancement is incredible. It's hard to believe that just a few months ago he was this crying, eating, pooping and peeing lump of meat, and now he is completely different. Now he is a crying, eating, pooping, peeing lump of meat with wills and wants and with a very strong conviction for getting what he wants.

So a year, a year of so many changes and so many turn-of-events. A year of many visitors and new experiences.
All I wish ourselves for the upcoming year in Boston is more new experiences, more visits and more advancements. And hopefully, this time, we can skip all the health related issues.

Have a great end of year without me around,
See you on my next post.

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