I'm really, really, seriously considering changing Jack's name. He get called Trent, repeatedly. (I myself, have been called "trent" before.) I'm deciding between changing "Jackson" to plain old "Jack." Or, switching the names completely and having him be "Trent Jackson." That has a pretty solid sound to it.
Somehow a very strange mistake was made in the PICU and someone put on his vitals monitor that he was "Jaxon." No offense to anyone with that name, or the likes of it, but I don't want anyone calling him "Jax." It's weird.
Jack has adopted many a nickname here. I've heard "kiddo", "buster", "baby", "sweetheart" and my new favorite- "charger."
Why am I posting such a pointless, useless, unnecessary post? Because Jack slept from 12 to 6 today and isn't up for much rest. He did get up and eat a lovely self-made combination of green beans, fat free ranch dressing and corn pops. Later after that he started to hurt alot. A way I haven' really seen. So we got him some more medicine, and an hour later gave him the numbing medication through his cath, for the chest cavity, and by that time he was sitting up playing again.
So here we are, watching Gabba, while Jack stuffs corn pops into Wall-E.