Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Foo
I just got an email from nurse practitioner Karen Kristovich at Packard. Jacob didn't pass the T & B lymphocyte subsets of last immune tests. Foo, foo, FOO.
Jacob took the news more philosophically than I did. The function parts of the tests aren't back, so he could still pass those, and he concentrated on that. The T & B subset results come back in about a week, so retesting them won't necessarily mean another month.
In the meantime, we are entertaining ourselves with projects. Last weekend we did face casting.
We started by casting Jacob's thumb to gauge how to use the materials, which are similar to the stuff the dentist uses to take a cast of your teeth.

Then we did Jacob's face:

The alginate stuff ran all over the place and Alex and Letty and I cupped our hands around Jacobs face to contain it. You can see Alex's fingers in the final casting.

It came out pretty well, but the alginate flexed when we cast the plaster in it, and the shape of the face was distorted, so Alex decided to make a more controlled cast by affixing a modified pink hospital basin (our friends from LPCH will recognize it) to his head with masking tape and wire hangers.

Unfortunately, in our frenzy to fill the pink bucket before the stuff set up, we plugged up his breathing straws and he had to rip the whole thing off before it was done.
We'll try again soon.
Jacob took the news more philosophically than I did. The function parts of the tests aren't back, so he could still pass those, and he concentrated on that. The T & B subset results come back in about a week, so retesting them won't necessarily mean another month.
In the meantime, we are entertaining ourselves with projects. Last weekend we did face casting.
We started by casting Jacob's thumb to gauge how to use the materials, which are similar to the stuff the dentist uses to take a cast of your teeth.

Then we did Jacob's face:

The alginate stuff ran all over the place and Alex and Letty and I cupped our hands around Jacobs face to contain it. You can see Alex's fingers in the final casting.

It came out pretty well, but the alginate flexed when we cast the plaster in it, and the shape of the face was distorted, so Alex decided to make a more controlled cast by affixing a modified pink hospital basin (our friends from LPCH will recognize it) to his head with masking tape and wire hangers.

Unfortunately, in our frenzy to fill the pink bucket before the stuff set up, we plugged up his breathing straws and he had to rip the whole thing off before it was done.
We'll try again soon.