hitler's birthday; the 10th anniversary of the columbine high school tragedy; 420, the national smoke pot and get high day...and austin's birthday...17 years ago tonight i was finally giving birth after 44 hours of ineffectual labor, 3 shifts of doctors and everyone doing all sorts of things while waiting for austin to pop out! meg went out and bought a car, and bebo went out and got a pizza. i listened to stevie ray vaughn while my 2nd epidural was running out...
at 7 a.m. amy thurston came to give austin his birthday gift. like last year, she had made a poster for his birthday saying "happy 17th austin" and she taped it to the glass of the front door. the difference, which made me cry, was that this year she signed it "your friend, amy thurston." that makes me cry. i don't know WHY, but it does. she gave austin 2 pairs of sunglasses, which he needs, and he said he wanted to hug her, but he couldn't. i tried to explain to him that that would have been appropriate, but he said no. boys are stupid. he did talk to her and thanked her for what she had done for him. she is trying really hard to be his friend. i hope he gets his head out of his ass before it is too late...
one of my former students from Atlee, bilal qureshi, came to school and spoke to two of my classes and 2 mass comm classes. he is currently a reporter and producer for NPR in d.c. i was impressed by what he did and how much he has matured since the last time i saw him. it is all coming together for him now. i am hoping that i can go up to d.c. one day this summer and see what he does at NPR. he seemed to really like that idea and i am hoping it will work out. he is doing my dream job, and i would love an opportunity to see how that works. he is hoping to start working on directing films, and is going to contact a director through a friend he knows to see if that person would be interested in hiring him. that is where he wants to go, and i think he has the talent to do that. certainly, he does have the drive.
we went for the results of austin's MRI and he did have a small tear in the labrum in his left hip, which was a surprise, but the bottom line was that dr. davis thought he should just continue to play baseball until it hurt him to the point of needing something done with it. he didn't think there was much point of doing anything now as long as it wasn't bothering him. austin also asked him to check his shoulder. he did an xray on it, and checked it and talked to austin about it. bottom line on that one is that it could be a strain, it could be a tear in the labrum in the shoulder or a strap muscle tear. but he said doing an MRI or a CAT scan on it would be inconclusive, and like the hip, he should throw when he wanted to and when it didn't hurt. but he also said that austin has to see a pitching coach because if he doesn't start using his legs and body when pitching, he is going to tear up the arm. so austin has weaknesses in the arm and hips, but nothing at this point to stop him from playing. he suggested physical therapy on the arm and they are trying to set that up.
i went and got an ice cream cake from dairy queen for his birthday, and austin, bebo, kitty, terre mark and i went to akita where they pigged out on sushi. bebo has bought speakers and a new tape deck for austin's car. i gave him a wawa gift card with gas on it, and i finally gave him the book i had been writing for him for the last 5 years. it is called WHAT WOMEN WANT, AND MEN ARE TOO GENETICALLY CLUELESS TO UNDERSTAND. i found a lucky penny and taped it to the folder i put it in and i also put $30 on the sonic card that mom and dad gave him for his birthday.
there have been a lot of things swirling in the universe to think about today.
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