Thanks to everyone that sent well wishes to Little Man. The doctor told us that his adenoids were slightly enlarged and his tonsils had pockets in them that were probably holding infection. Of course, he made have just said all that to make me feel better about doing the whole thing in the first place. Thursday was a pretty good day after the procedure. We hung out at home and he slept a lot. He would fluctuate between the highest of highs and lowest of lows as days passed. We had a bit of a rough weekend. He spiked a 104 fever on Saturday and after a couple of calls to the doctor they seemed to think he caught a virus at their office. We decided to do our own investigation and it seemed to be related to the Tylenol with Codeine; as soon as we went to regular Tylenol all was fine in the world again.
I never thought I would say it but you can tell he is getting tired of his diet of ice cream, popsicles and geriatric food. He is also getting tired of taking his medicine. Last night we had a little showdown. He wanted to show Mommy just how much he was like her; stubborn. We spent two hours trying to get him to take it. By the time we went to bed we had taken all his toys out of his room and told him no movies or TV (what were we thinking?). This morning he still wouldn’t take it so he was sequestered to his room until he would do so. Finally a play date arrived for brother and Little Man was suddenly ready to take it. I should have called them over last night!
I am beginning to lose my patience with him. I realize he is sick but the whining and fits must stop. I hate to sound resentful but Daddy gets to go to work every day…and he wonders why I needed a beer last night.
House Update:
During one of Little Man’s Codeine induced naps we worked on the house a bit this weekend. We mulched the flower beds and I power washed the pool deck. I never thought that a “break” for me would include a power washer. I will take what I can get. Speaking of the pool; Daddy drained the pool cover and pool and then scooped out all the leaves and frogs. While doing so he watched one of our squatter lay some eggs. Due to our frog infestation Daddy decided to take matters into his own hands. I will leave that to your imagination; there might be some frog lovers among us. I may not have mentioned this above, but the doctors told us Little Man’s breath might be a little off after the operation due to medicine, burnt flesh and the like. That was an understatement. The only time I have smelled anything like that boy’s breath is when I smelled what came out of the bottom of our pool. No. Joke.
All the rain we have had lately has turned our Frank Lloyd Wright “falling water” inspired home into “retaining water”. Many homes in the area that never had water issues do now and we are one of them. Even on a slab we have moisture. We are working with the previous owner on repairing the roof, windows and carpets. Some of the items were already in our contract to work on but the rain has expedited this concern. I think I might be ready to move to Arizona.
Tadpole Update:
We have legs!
Work Update:
Beggars can’t be choosers. Murphy’s Law. When it rains it pours. What other clichés can I use? As many know, Daddy and I are a Jack and Jill of all trades. So while we need to be playing nurse, Daddy has to show multiple properties, finish two design projects and attend multiple meetings. I have a client ready to make an offer on a house, but not until after he looks at the house for the sixth time, and I have two editing projects that need to be completed. Now. (By the way, this blog is no indication of how fabulous an editor I am. No one pays me to blog…yet) Thank God for Nana. I am happy for the work but feel like I am only able to everything half-ass right now. Part of the problem is my inability to ease up and lower my expectations. I am a perfectionist and think I should be able to do it all. Perfectly. What happens is I get frustrated when I don’t then later refuse to try in an attempt to avoid failure. That is it for my arm chair psych today. Let me know if you need evaluation; my office hours are 12-3 on nap days.
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Chemo-Chronicles:
Mom is on a break this week. She has treatment for three Fridays then is off a week. Last week she had a reaction to the treatment. I guess they started her at full speed rather than a gradual progression like before. She described it as a burning in her stomach that went to her head, then her throat closed up and she couldn’t talk. Five minutes later she was fine and back at low speed. Mom’s spirits are good and she tells me my sister will be visiting in a few weeks. The docs will run a test around week nine of treatment to make sure the tumors have shrunk by at least 20%, if not they will need to look at other options like radiation and or surgery. Thanks again for all your well wishes.
The Babe:
Poor guy. So neglected through all the chaos. One of Brother’s fits woke him early from nap today so I am currently ignoring him so I can complain to my adorning fans. You must adore me to sit through this.
Child Development Update (really the only thing worth reading here):
Little Man is in the body exploration phase. And naked phase. Last night after bath he wanted to watch Scooby naked. OK. After getting brother ready for bed I walked in the living room to find him exploring himself. He asked me “what is this”. He knows what his penis is so I was curious. Little Man was referring to what Daddy likes to call the “taint”…it taint your bum and it taint your…
Like most moms, I know it as the “perineum”. So that is what I called it. I figure if he talks about it in public know one will understand; awkward moment avoided. Then Little Man proceeds to tell me that only he, Daddy, and brother have penises. Mommy only poops.
I had to save the best for last to make sure you stuck around ☺
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