That time of year again, though the weather certainly does not reflect it. Not today, anyway. It was so gorgeous. Slightly on the warm side but devoid of humidity, unlike yesterday. Yesterday was so humid. I did a photo shoot in the evening and we all just condensated. It was pretty miserable though the photos don’t reflect it! I’ve shot in worse, though! Worse by far. But anyway, all that moved through and today was more like September than early August.
Kayleigh and I went down to her school for her open house and she’s actually really excited to go back. She thought she was going to school tonight. We got inside and she started to push me away, “Go, Mama.” It’s good, though. With her being out of school after summer school and having to stop the private therapy (unless we can get a grant, still waiting), I’ve completely laid off her. When she’s been receptive or trying to say words on her own, I’ve certainly encouraged it, but aside from a few times I’ve just let her be and not tried to push her with any “techniques” or anything. I think she’s appreciated it. She seemed to have been getting quite burned out by the time summer school was over and I just decided to let her be a 4 year old as best I can. She has started saying a few things. Moon, though she leaves off the “n” sound. Banana, without the “b.” And what not. But the weirdest one is “guck” which we have determined means “car.” Steve thought she was maybe saying “truck” and I guess that’s possible but we don’t have a truck, we refer to our vehicles as the car and the Jeep. So it seems unlikely, at least to me, that she would choose to apply “truck” to his car. It’s usually, “Dada guck.” She was excited to ride in his car to her open house tonight.
As for Elijah’s school… I honestly very seriously considered putting him in school. He’s just so obstinate and has a melt down if he gets a problem wrong or has to do any kind of work at all. Not that I thought he would miraculously behave but I thought maybe if it was someone other than me telling him what to do, he’d do it with less grumbling and maybe school would actually be fun for him. But he fought me on every angle with that and I really didn’t want to put him in school anyway. I considered a private school here but just cannot afford it. So this year, we’re going to do something new instead. I bought him the 5th grade suite of Switched on Schoolhouse and am getting him a laptop to run it on because I don’t want him using the “hub” laptop that I consider to be Steve’s, anyway. Elijah’s gonna get a used one though, running XP because it is only to be used for school. So we will see how this goes. Hopefully this will help make school more fun and flexible for him. He could bring it up to the living room rather than having to stay at his desk or easily take it to Grandma’s, etc. It’s expensive, but if this takes the stress out of school for us, I’m all for it. Plus, it’s the 2013 version so I’m sure I can sell it next year when he’s finished with it.
Me, I’ve been having a weird pain in the side of my head/neck. I’m not sure what it is, and, of course, I’m too stubborn to just run off to the doctor. We’ll see how it goes.
And, phrase of the week as heard earlier this evening: “Kayleigh, let’s play jousting tournament!” This, while they were sitting on bikes in the back yard each holding a long two inch diameter stick. Yeah, put a stop to that one real quick! Oh, the things this boy comes up with…
Last Friday evening, the boys were out of town for one night and, go figure, while K and I had a wonderful time together, in the middle of the night, we ended up in the ER with her first UTI. She’s had that urinary reflux since before birth, of course, and has been on an antibiotic ever since birth to ward off any infection. Well, it turned out she contracted a bacteria that had become resistant to the antibiotic, so she got sick, and it hit her hard and fast. We’ve really gone to the ER relatively few times for our family of four. I think Elijah has never had to go. Steve went once when he sliced his knee open with a chain saw. He barely even felt it and closed it up with butterfly closures but since he was out at his parents’ house cutting wood, they made him go in and get stitches. Good thing too, I can’t imagine that thing healing even close to properly without them! I went when I had the miscarriage before Kayleigh came along and then again when pregnant with Kayleigh early on. Then after she had been home about a month, and her g-button popped, and we hadn’t yet been taught how to change it out or put in a new one. Of course, that was the most traumatic, since the hole had already started to close. It was horrible.
So anyway, had I known the hospital would send me a bill for $250 for our copay (and it arrived only 3 business days later, at that), then I would have gone somewhere better. Don’t get me wrong, our family practitioner is part of this group and I really like him but… the guy we saw had me quadruple K’s amount of usual daily antibiotic. It was clear she had bacteria and they were getting a culture, which would take about 2 days. He admitted at the time that it was possible that the bacteria she had had gotten resistant to the antibiotic. I thought it was strange but who was I to question?
Sunday afternoon, she was showing absolutely no practice and was inconsolable. I called the help line for her pediatrician’s office. Why didn’t I do this in the first place? I knew they would have to do a urine test and so it was just better to just go in. (Or so I’d thought.) Anyway, he called her in a new antibiotic.
Monday she was already acting tons better. Heck, by Sunday night she was better. Still saying “ow” but not yelling crying and screaming. So the ER doctor finally called me with the results and sounded a bit panicked. He was happy to hear she had a new antibiotic and that it was one from the family of ones that the bacteria is susceptible to. I felt like I was on the phone with doctors and receptionists all day Monday. I also talked to the pediatrician’s office and the urologist’s office. It’s time for a check, too, so I’m waiting for them to get back with me.
Now, Wednesday, she’s doing much better. Still saying “ow” but she still has 6 days left on this antibiotic.
Poor little girl, though. And, of course, it’s so much harder with a non-verbal child. She was pointing and crying and such but she can’t give specific answers. I am just hoping that her kidneys themselves never had a chance for infection.
Yup, that pretty much sums it up.
Let’s see… Elijah is a lot better after all his allergy crud. The allergist did call it “asthmatic” but did not want to diagnose him as such. However, now he has an inhaler with Albuterol for when he needs it. So far he’s had to use it once, the other day.
Kayleigh is doing well. Only 2 days of school left, then a week off before summer school. She’s still doing her extra therapy but as of lately has been refusing to use her iPad. It’s really strange, well, she wants to play games on it but otherwise she’s not really using it to communicate. I can probably count the times that she’s used it in the last several weeks on one hand. One was while we were in the car, just enjoying a drive around and some snacks, she put in “I have to go to the bathroom.” That was strange because usually she just signs “potty” and has never actually used that button before.
Steve’s enjoying his job but sometimes it’s still hard to really be used to his schedule. I was working on his off day but I told my boss I want another day during the summer so we can actually DO something together during the summer. I think the plan very soon will be to take the boat out. He’s gotta get it all ready first, it’s been winterized.
In other news, I’ve been busy setting up my solo photography venture as I am now in business for myself. There’s a big long story about how I got here that really doesn’t need any re-telling at this point. My website, though, is very close to being ready to release, at least. It’s gonna be: Valerie Holifield Photography
I would really like to blog more and be more in depth but I gotta tell ya, there just don’t seem to be enough hours in the day!
At least for now, anyway.
Last Friday E went to a pediatric orthopedist for x-rays and a consultation only to find out he has femoral torsion. So basically, when he stands at his comfortable position where his femur balls fit into the hip sockets, his feet are pointed outward. When he brings his feet inward, the balls of the femurs stick out the back of the hip. This may or may not be a problem in the future. If he starts to have pain because of this when he’s a teen, they will do a surgery where they cut the femur and basically put the legs on the right way. That freaks me out, but at least for now, we don’t have to worry about it. But on the same token, it also means we can’t do anything about it.
Thursday he got his braces off and had to get his head gear. The good part is that the head gear isn’t as bad as it was when we were little, it’s rather small now, and he has to wear it 12 hours of the day so he can get most of his time in while he’s sleeping. The hard part is getting used to it. The first night he gagged so much he couldn’t sleep in it.
And then the next Friday, we were back at the doctor’s. E’s allergies have been steadily getting worse, it seems. He’s not been doing well on the medicine and we already have an appointment to get back to the allergist. He’s allergic to a ton of trees and weeds – badly, and mildly with a few other things. Early Friday morning, around 3, he had me up with him, he wasn’t able to really breathe. It wasn’t bad enough to head to the ER, but it wasn’t right, either. I gave him an old Singulair pill from an old prescription that I’d hung on to – I know, bad, but it really did the trick.
In the primary’s that afternoon they hooked him up with Albuterol, fresh Singulair, an antibiotic, and Prednisone. Eesh. However, he was doing better even after one dose of Albuterol in the office. So now we have a little doggie nebulizer here at home. Too cute for K to leave it alone, apparently.
So we’ll see what the allergist says next week!
Seems like someone in this house has been sick every day since around Thanksgiving. We’re just taking turns and it’s Kayleigh’s turn again.
My sweet little girl has pink eye. We’ve never had pink eye here. I didn’t even recognize it for what it was at first because the whites of her eyes are still, well, white. But it’s been getting worse and she got into the doctor earlier this evening. First thing he said when he saw her was, “oh, yeah…” And by the way, he is on our new insurance, yippie. Here we got hitting that insurance right away, too.
So she has some antibiotics and antibiotic eye drops.
Yes, this is already a nightmare.
It’s hard enough to get her to take her medicine, I mean, I’d finally convinced her that I was NOT putting it in her milk and to take it like a big girl and she took 1 of the 5 ml and gagged and shuddered. I had to force it after that.
I HATE forcing medicine down my kid’s throat, but she has to have it! It really does make me feel pretty crappy though, for both her and me.
And the eye drops, oh my gosh, might as well be killing her. He told me to try her when she’s asleep… yeah, that worked. She woke up yelling as soon as I tried to gently turn her from her side to her back. The rest is history.
So not sure what we’re going to do about that, necessarily, but we shall see. Hopefully the other antibiotics can take care of it even if we can only get minimal eye drops in there.
But sheesh, I just want us all to be healthy for a while! We did so awesome the past two years or so, and now…??