So I got a call from the school nurse Monday afternoon about an hour before school was out. She said that Deklan was complaining about his ear. When she checked it out he had a piece of paper stuck in his ear. She said he was ok but that we should irrigate it when he got home. (He was so close to coming home that I didn't go pick him up.) When he got home I asked him what was in his ear. Of course he wasn't exactly sure - he didn't do it - he wasn't sure how paper got in his ear - someone else must have stuck it in there. I tried to irrigate it (take a syringe with warm water and shoot it into the ear canal), but it didn't work. In fact I lost sight of the paper completely. He was complaining that his ear hurt now so I stopped. My middle daughter had a Girl Scout ceremony that she needed to be at so I took her to that. I was hoping 1. that it might work itself out and 2. that his ear would quit hurting so we could check it out again when I got home. It did not do 1 but did do 2 above. When I got home it still hadn't come lose from his ear so Emergency Room here we come. I was afraid that it would become infected or do damage to the ear if it wasn't taken care of right away. Guess what? ER couldn't get the paper out either. They tried the irrigation thing too - a lot - and it just wouldn't budge. The doc said it was a tiny piece of paper stuck right up against the ear drum. Now we have an appointment on Friday with the ENT specialist. They said that for no longer than it'll be in there he should be fine with no ear infection and to just do normal things. Guess they figure if I make a big deal out of it so will he. He's done really well so far - only pulled at his ear a couple of times and did ask what the doctor said about getting it out.
Does anyone have any idea what the ENT will actually do? The receptionist used the term that my "check in time" was at 1:15. That makes it sound more like a procedure than an exam which makes me a little nervous.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Rough week
1st - last weekend was so much fun. It was great having real adult conversation. We did crafts that we could do with our Girl Scout girls. We had an open campfire and toasted marshmallows. It was just really fun.
Now, the rest of the week was really not good. Monday started out ok but Deklan was a little cranky in the afternoon. Tuesday got worse. Deklan has homework that he does every afternoon - it's a math work sheet. He loves math, add to the fact that it takes him 5 minutes or less to actually do the sheet, and it's usually no problem getting him to do his homework. Tuesday he took his work sheet scribbled on it, crumpled it up, and said he was finished. I immediately called his teacher to find out if there was a problem at school. She couldn't think of anything that might have triggered him. Tuesday is always busy so I had to get my girls ready for Scouts, Deklan ready for Boy Scouts, and then I had a PTA meeting after Scouts. Deklan's bus driver is on the PTA with me - she's the President, I'm the VP. I asked her how he was when he got off the bus, thinking maybe he sat with someone that upset him. She said he sat by himself and he seemed fine when he got off the bus, even saying "Bye Mrs. Amy." (She loves that he always calls her Mrs. Amy and not Ms. Amy or Miss Amy - she thinks it sounds cute.) Anyway, I didn't know what to think. Had a hard time getting him to bed. Wednesday morning just got worse. He let me get him dressed but that was the end of his cooperation. He wouldn't eat; he wouldn't get his jacket on; he wouldn't take his back pack; he wouldn't walk to the bus stop. I walked him out to the bus stop - I don't usually do that because I'm not always presentable in the mornings. (He usually walks with his sister so it's not like I send him out to the wolves alone.) The bus gets there and he won't get on. I put him on, Mrs. Amy tries to help carry him on, but he isn't budging. There's a line of cars so I have to take Deklan off the steps of the bus and drive him to school. Actually, I had to go get officially dressed - going braless without my hair combed to school just didn't feel right. I guess either/or but not both - just kidding. Anyway, the only way I could get him in the school was to walk him in and then agree to stay in the class room for awhile. Luckily his teacher was just heading out of the office when I was signing in. She tried to get Deklan to go to his room with her but he wasn't letting me go for anything. By now I'm thinking that something must have happened but since he's not talking then who knows! On the way to his class room we stopped by the IR room - I have no idea what IR stands for but it's the equivalent of a special education room. I talked to the teacher and let her know that Deklan was having a bad day. I honestly haven't completely made up my mind about her but I'm leaning towards useless. Anyway, I told him I would sit at the back of the room but he had to sit in his desk just like normal. After about an hour or so I went in the hall to sit. I wanted to see if he would be alright or if he really would have a problem if I wasn't there. I didn't hear anything from him and checked on him before leaving - he was following along, sullenly, with his class, but no melt down. I felt extremely guilty when I left but he needs to be able to do this on his own and the school knows how to get a hold of me so I wasn't completely abandoning him. I called and checked on him at noon. He was doing fine. When he got home he went immediately into melt down mode - partially to guilt me I think.
"I didn't know where you went. I wanted you to stay with me all day."
"Well, you didn't tell the teacher you were upset. I stayed in the hall and waited to see if you even noticed - you didn't, by the way. And I called and checked on you and you were doing just fine or I would have come back."
Cue the alligator tears. He got crankier after that. Thursday morning he wouldn't get ready, he didn't eat, he didn't want to go. I told him that he had to go to school. They didn't have school on Friday because of in-service so Thursday was the last day of the school week. I also promised that I would go to his Halloween party at school. I will stay as long as the party lasts and, when it's over, I'll let him be a car rider. He agreed and did fine all day. Friday, not so good again. He was cranky - the sisters were cranky - I was cranky. I was going to take the kids to the pumpkin patch/corn maze but I had to have reservations to be added to a group already going through. We were going to go around 3 in the afternoon. At 1 1/2 - 2 hours I knew we were looking at a tiresome evening but figured the kids would enjoy it. Then I got a call from a good friend. She said her family was going to the movies to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua and would we like to go along. A couple of other friend's families were going too. We haven't been invited out with friends in a long time and thought it would be really nice to go. I asked the kids what they would rather do - I was not going to do both the pumpkin patch and the movie - I may be crazy but I'm not stupid. It was voted 2 to 1 for the movie. That's when my middle child decided that she wasn't important, we never listen to her, I don't love her, I don't care about her - you get the idea. The whole day was one frustration after another. Anyway, we went to the movie and had a great time - even middle child. Saturday was ok. Sunday I woke up with a terrible headache and stomach ache. We did our weekly cleaning - each child getting his own list of chores to complete. Deklan thought it was terrible that we made him help too.
"Can't you give me an easy job?"
"I did. Help your sister pickup YOUR toys in Sister's room and pick up the bags that fell under the table from the groceries. That's all you have to do - what could be easier?"
"That's so hard!"
"You take longer whining about it than actually doing it."
Bedtime was worse.
"I can't sleep alone."
"You sleep alone all the time."
"No, I need you to sleep with me."
"Uh... sleep with your sister."
"No, I need you to sleep with me."
"Fine. You go to sleep now and I'll be in later. I'll lay down with you for awhile but then I am going to my own bed or I won't sleep."
"Ok."
Cue the 5 a.m. scream in the dark.
"What is going on?!"
"You didn't sleep with me!"
"Yes, I did for a little while but you were already asleep."
"I want you to sleep with me."
"Deklan, I'll lay down for a few minutes but I'm tired, my head still hurts too and your bed is not comfy for mommy."
"I won't stop crying unless you sleep with me."
Do I hear blackmail in his voice?
"I will lay down for a few minutes but then I have to go to my own bed. I need to be in my room when the alarm goes off so I know when to get you and sissy up. My head hurts and I need to go to the bathroom so a few minutes is all you get."
"I won't stop crying unless you stay with me."
After a few minutes of him still arguing and not even trying to sleep, I got up and went to the bathroom. He screamed. Daddy got mad. I told daddy to put Deklan in my bed and I'd be there in a minute. Once I laid down with him, he was reasonably ok but still wouldn't settle down and go to sleep. Then it was time to get the kids up and guess who decided he was too tired to get up. That did NOT go over well with me or his daddy. Once he got up he did ok. He even helped get himself dressed while I swept the bathrooms and kitchen and mopped. He went to school in a great mood. I hope it keeps up. Anyway, that was my week. Sorry this was so long. When I get frustrated I don't blog like I should and the result is a 20 page blog. :)
Have a happy week!
Now, the rest of the week was really not good. Monday started out ok but Deklan was a little cranky in the afternoon. Tuesday got worse. Deklan has homework that he does every afternoon - it's a math work sheet. He loves math, add to the fact that it takes him 5 minutes or less to actually do the sheet, and it's usually no problem getting him to do his homework. Tuesday he took his work sheet scribbled on it, crumpled it up, and said he was finished. I immediately called his teacher to find out if there was a problem at school. She couldn't think of anything that might have triggered him. Tuesday is always busy so I had to get my girls ready for Scouts, Deklan ready for Boy Scouts, and then I had a PTA meeting after Scouts. Deklan's bus driver is on the PTA with me - she's the President, I'm the VP. I asked her how he was when he got off the bus, thinking maybe he sat with someone that upset him. She said he sat by himself and he seemed fine when he got off the bus, even saying "Bye Mrs. Amy." (She loves that he always calls her Mrs. Amy and not Ms. Amy or Miss Amy - she thinks it sounds cute.) Anyway, I didn't know what to think. Had a hard time getting him to bed. Wednesday morning just got worse. He let me get him dressed but that was the end of his cooperation. He wouldn't eat; he wouldn't get his jacket on; he wouldn't take his back pack; he wouldn't walk to the bus stop. I walked him out to the bus stop - I don't usually do that because I'm not always presentable in the mornings. (He usually walks with his sister so it's not like I send him out to the wolves alone.) The bus gets there and he won't get on. I put him on, Mrs. Amy tries to help carry him on, but he isn't budging. There's a line of cars so I have to take Deklan off the steps of the bus and drive him to school. Actually, I had to go get officially dressed - going braless without my hair combed to school just didn't feel right. I guess either/or but not both - just kidding. Anyway, the only way I could get him in the school was to walk him in and then agree to stay in the class room for awhile. Luckily his teacher was just heading out of the office when I was signing in. She tried to get Deklan to go to his room with her but he wasn't letting me go for anything. By now I'm thinking that something must have happened but since he's not talking then who knows! On the way to his class room we stopped by the IR room - I have no idea what IR stands for but it's the equivalent of a special education room. I talked to the teacher and let her know that Deklan was having a bad day. I honestly haven't completely made up my mind about her but I'm leaning towards useless. Anyway, I told him I would sit at the back of the room but he had to sit in his desk just like normal. After about an hour or so I went in the hall to sit. I wanted to see if he would be alright or if he really would have a problem if I wasn't there. I didn't hear anything from him and checked on him before leaving - he was following along, sullenly, with his class, but no melt down. I felt extremely guilty when I left but he needs to be able to do this on his own and the school knows how to get a hold of me so I wasn't completely abandoning him. I called and checked on him at noon. He was doing fine. When he got home he went immediately into melt down mode - partially to guilt me I think.
"I didn't know where you went. I wanted you to stay with me all day."
"Well, you didn't tell the teacher you were upset. I stayed in the hall and waited to see if you even noticed - you didn't, by the way. And I called and checked on you and you were doing just fine or I would have come back."
Cue the alligator tears. He got crankier after that. Thursday morning he wouldn't get ready, he didn't eat, he didn't want to go. I told him that he had to go to school. They didn't have school on Friday because of in-service so Thursday was the last day of the school week. I also promised that I would go to his Halloween party at school. I will stay as long as the party lasts and, when it's over, I'll let him be a car rider. He agreed and did fine all day. Friday, not so good again. He was cranky - the sisters were cranky - I was cranky. I was going to take the kids to the pumpkin patch/corn maze but I had to have reservations to be added to a group already going through. We were going to go around 3 in the afternoon. At 1 1/2 - 2 hours I knew we were looking at a tiresome evening but figured the kids would enjoy it. Then I got a call from a good friend. She said her family was going to the movies to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua and would we like to go along. A couple of other friend's families were going too. We haven't been invited out with friends in a long time and thought it would be really nice to go. I asked the kids what they would rather do - I was not going to do both the pumpkin patch and the movie - I may be crazy but I'm not stupid. It was voted 2 to 1 for the movie. That's when my middle child decided that she wasn't important, we never listen to her, I don't love her, I don't care about her - you get the idea. The whole day was one frustration after another. Anyway, we went to the movie and had a great time - even middle child. Saturday was ok. Sunday I woke up with a terrible headache and stomach ache. We did our weekly cleaning - each child getting his own list of chores to complete. Deklan thought it was terrible that we made him help too.
"Can't you give me an easy job?"
"I did. Help your sister pickup YOUR toys in Sister's room and pick up the bags that fell under the table from the groceries. That's all you have to do - what could be easier?"
"That's so hard!"
"You take longer whining about it than actually doing it."
Bedtime was worse.
"I can't sleep alone."
"You sleep alone all the time."
"No, I need you to sleep with me."
"Uh... sleep with your sister."
"No, I need you to sleep with me."
"Fine. You go to sleep now and I'll be in later. I'll lay down with you for awhile but then I am going to my own bed or I won't sleep."
"Ok."
Cue the 5 a.m. scream in the dark.
"What is going on?!"
"You didn't sleep with me!"
"Yes, I did for a little while but you were already asleep."
"I want you to sleep with me."
"Deklan, I'll lay down for a few minutes but I'm tired, my head still hurts too and your bed is not comfy for mommy."
"I won't stop crying unless you sleep with me."
Do I hear blackmail in his voice?
"I will lay down for a few minutes but then I have to go to my own bed. I need to be in my room when the alarm goes off so I know when to get you and sissy up. My head hurts and I need to go to the bathroom so a few minutes is all you get."
"I won't stop crying unless you stay with me."
After a few minutes of him still arguing and not even trying to sleep, I got up and went to the bathroom. He screamed. Daddy got mad. I told daddy to put Deklan in my bed and I'd be there in a minute. Once I laid down with him, he was reasonably ok but still wouldn't settle down and go to sleep. Then it was time to get the kids up and guess who decided he was too tired to get up. That did NOT go over well with me or his daddy. Once he got up he did ok. He even helped get himself dressed while I swept the bathrooms and kitchen and mopped. He went to school in a great mood. I hope it keeps up. Anyway, that was my week. Sorry this was so long. When I get frustrated I don't blog like I should and the result is a 20 page blog. :)
Have a happy week!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Mommy's sleepover
I am going to a sleepover tonight. Yep, you heard me right. I am going to an adult sleepover. No, it's not one of those parties. It's a Girl Scout leader/volunteer camp out. We'll actually be staying in a cabin though - I don't think I could do a tent on the ground. I'm going to have another girl's night out and am really excited. It's going to be fun. I'll let you know how it goes.
Another first
Deklan had his first camp out last night. It was a Boy Scout camp out and his daddy took him. Deklan wasn't sure he really wanted to go. It was only about 30 minutes from the house so I told him if he decided not to spend the night that they could come home. Daddy agreed. I also tried to tell Deklan that he might enjoy it. He could see some wildlife or watch the Scout Master cook on an open fire, or they might have some really good stories to tell. Daddy and I finally convinced him to go - at least for a little while. No problem - he loved it. They came in around 8 this morning. The first thing out of his mouth was, "It was great!" Daddy said Deklan was really hyper last night and couldn't settle down. I told him he was just really excited and in sensory overload with so much going on. Daddy just laughed and said there was definitely a sensory overload then!
I actually got to spend the evening with my friends and then have the whole house to myself until the boys came home this morning. My oldest had a sleepover planned. My youngest daughter was going to go to a good friend's house while I played Bunko with the friend's mom and some of our other mutual friends. Oldest's plans fell through - her friend got grounded four hours before the scheduled sleepover. She was so upset; I felt so bad for her. So I called my friend's dad that was watching youngest daughter and asked if it would be ok if oldest came over too. He has girls both my girls' ages. It worked out wonderfully. When we got back from playing Bunko it was decided that the girls would just spend the night. OK Now what do I do with a house and dog all to myself? Just the usual. Computer, a little TV, reading, and bedtime around 1:30. It was just so quiet. Bunko, for those of you who have never played it, is really a fun little dice game. There were 12 players, split into tables of 4. At points in the game you switch partners and tables so you get a lot of interaction. We laughed so hard - I don't think I've had that much adult fun in ages. I've laughed hard with the kids and hubby but this was "girl" fun. I really enjoyed it. Hope they call me again to play.
I actually got to spend the evening with my friends and then have the whole house to myself until the boys came home this morning. My oldest had a sleepover planned. My youngest daughter was going to go to a good friend's house while I played Bunko with the friend's mom and some of our other mutual friends. Oldest's plans fell through - her friend got grounded four hours before the scheduled sleepover. She was so upset; I felt so bad for her. So I called my friend's dad that was watching youngest daughter and asked if it would be ok if oldest came over too. He has girls both my girls' ages. It worked out wonderfully. When we got back from playing Bunko it was decided that the girls would just spend the night. OK Now what do I do with a house and dog all to myself? Just the usual. Computer, a little TV, reading, and bedtime around 1:30. It was just so quiet. Bunko, for those of you who have never played it, is really a fun little dice game. There were 12 players, split into tables of 4. At points in the game you switch partners and tables so you get a lot of interaction. We laughed so hard - I don't think I've had that much adult fun in ages. I've laughed hard with the kids and hubby but this was "girl" fun. I really enjoyed it. Hope they call me again to play.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Busy, Busy, Busy
I know I haven't blogged lately. I want to blog but then I get really busy and don' get around to it. Deklan says stuff and then I can't remember the good stuff when I want to blog either.
My schedule completely consists of nothing but kid stuff. I spend evenings doing Girl Scout activities, Boy Scout activities, PTA activities. During the day it's doctor appointments and case worker appointments. For example, my week this week consists of... Monday: P/T conference for youngest daughter, volunteering at youngest daughter's school for the book fair, Turning in fundraiser information to Scout leader for youngest daughter, and Girl Scout meeting for youngest daughter. Tuesday: P/T conference for Deklan, volunteering at Deklan's school for the book fair, Scout meeting for oldest daughter (I'm co-leader), Scout service unit meeting (I'm secretary and fall sales manager), Boy Scout meeting for Deklan. Wednesday: Behavioral therapy appointments for both daughters, Scout leadership training for me. Thursday: Wow! I'm free today - so far - oh wait, the kids are out of school today because of P/T conferences. Friday: Kids out of school today too, Service unit sales orders due to me from the other 17 troops so I can enter them in the computer, Boy Scout overnight - which daddy will hopefully do instead of me. Saturday: Still entering sales orders in computer and Scout Leaders overnight - includes more training and not all fun and games. Somewhere I fit in cleaning house, laundry, sewing on patches for uniforms, and grocery shopping. There is also football concessions at the middle school where I'm VP of PTA. I'm supposed to get volunteers to handle the concessions but it's really hard when the volunteers don't really want to volunteer. So I've been having the pleasure of working concessions in a hot, mosquito infested building with people I don't know.
Last week Deklan and I went to the BASIS meeting with the county developmental disability organization. We will have a case manager within 10 business days. Yeah! I'm not sure what that means but it's good news.
Friday night Deklan's Boy Scout troop helped with the flag at the high school football game. Actually the VFA (is that right?) put the flag up and all the little boys saluted while the anthem played. Deklan was so good - I even got a little teary.
I'll write more this week - I promise.
My schedule completely consists of nothing but kid stuff. I spend evenings doing Girl Scout activities, Boy Scout activities, PTA activities. During the day it's doctor appointments and case worker appointments. For example, my week this week consists of... Monday: P/T conference for youngest daughter, volunteering at youngest daughter's school for the book fair, Turning in fundraiser information to Scout leader for youngest daughter, and Girl Scout meeting for youngest daughter. Tuesday: P/T conference for Deklan, volunteering at Deklan's school for the book fair, Scout meeting for oldest daughter (I'm co-leader), Scout service unit meeting (I'm secretary and fall sales manager), Boy Scout meeting for Deklan. Wednesday: Behavioral therapy appointments for both daughters, Scout leadership training for me. Thursday: Wow! I'm free today - so far - oh wait, the kids are out of school today because of P/T conferences. Friday: Kids out of school today too, Service unit sales orders due to me from the other 17 troops so I can enter them in the computer, Boy Scout overnight - which daddy will hopefully do instead of me. Saturday: Still entering sales orders in computer and Scout Leaders overnight - includes more training and not all fun and games. Somewhere I fit in cleaning house, laundry, sewing on patches for uniforms, and grocery shopping. There is also football concessions at the middle school where I'm VP of PTA. I'm supposed to get volunteers to handle the concessions but it's really hard when the volunteers don't really want to volunteer. So I've been having the pleasure of working concessions in a hot, mosquito infested building with people I don't know.
Last week Deklan and I went to the BASIS meeting with the county developmental disability organization. We will have a case manager within 10 business days. Yeah! I'm not sure what that means but it's good news.
Friday night Deklan's Boy Scout troop helped with the flag at the high school football game. Actually the VFA (is that right?) put the flag up and all the little boys saluted while the anthem played. Deklan was so good - I even got a little teary.
I'll write more this week - I promise.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)