O.k. so here's the skinny on my life and lives of my children since the last post. Thursday, Jack got his neurology consult. All is well in his head. The doctor just gave us a prescription for dissolvable Klonipin to use as needed when he starts running a fever. Long story short, we'll dope him up with this stuff (which is like a longer acting Valium) for the first 24 hours, and that should help us head off another seizure.
Friday morning, Jack had tubes placed in both ears. Everything went fine. Apparently, it takes all of 3 minutes to place a set of tubes because our butts didn't even have time to warm up the seats in the waiting room before we were being escorted back to the recovery area. Thankfully, we were the only ones there, because Jack pitched the MOTHER of all hissy fits for about 30 minutes as he was getting over the anesthesia. Once we got home he was back to his usual self -- pitching smaller, more manageable hissy fits for no apparent reason.
The little boys went Tuesday for their 9 mos. shot. Only one shot each and Tom did not cry AT ALL! How tough is he? The other guys only cried for about 2 seconds, so they're pretty tough, too. And I really appreciate how great they are because there are too freakin' many of them to deal with a drama queen in the bunch. Will is 19 lbs. Sam is 20+ and Tom is 25.5 lbs. They are all big beautiful boys and everyone is right on target for everything. Now, they've all suddenly come down with runny noses and itchy eyes, so they're taking lots of Dimetapp, and we're hoping it passes quickly.
As for me, I am tired and stressed, but things are better now that the Dr. visits are over and done for a while. I keep checking my medicine cabinet hoping to find that "Happy Pills" have magically appeared overnight. All I've come up with so far are a handful of Excedrin and a tube of Tucks Medicated Cream. If you see the Medicine Cabinet Fairy, punch her in the face for me.
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