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| Leaving the ferry to head into Seattle. |
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| At the aquarium. Gavin was determined NOT to take a nap and did not want to miss anything. Cracks me up. |
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| Elijah & me @ the aquarium. |
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| Tony, Matea & Daniel |
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| Elijah on the ferry |
I've missed blogging this week because the whole week was just off a bit. Not our 'normal' schedule.
Here is the scene on Monday (Elijah needed a blood draw - all is well, no worries or concerns):
I told Elijah that if he made good choices he could pick out a 'special treat' at the grocery store. The lab person asks E to sit in the big chair, then asks me if I want to hold G or E. Knowing that E will remember this and G will not, I hand G off to another nurse.
By this point, E is crying and screaming "I don't want to be here! Get me out of this place!" G instantly cries/screams/big tears when I hand him off to the nurse.
I am sitting in the lab chair, E on my lap. They want me to hold down his legs with my legs and I am also in charge of holding down his right arm. Another gal is holding down his left arm and then tech is drawing the blood. The entire time, he is screaming and crying "I don't want to be here! Get me out of this place!!!!" G is also screaming/crying. And eventually I join in with tears streaming down my face as well. It was awesome. I think E was more traumatized with everyone holding him down than he was with the actual blood draw.
I am not sure what qualified as making good choices for a 'special treat', but I guess at that moment it was just that we all survived.
As we are checking out at the grocery store, the clerk comments that Gavin is very cute. Elijah chimes in at that moment (as he usually does when it comes to talking to random people) with this:
"That is my brother, his name is Gavin. My name is Elijah. I just went to the doctor (pulling up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal the blood draw location) and they took my blood. We all cried, my mommy did too. Then I got to pick out these chocolate donuts and now it is all okay."
He had the attention of the checker, the bagger, and the patrons/checker in the next isle, who are all looking at me empathetically. We leave the store with him singing "I got chocolate donuts and now it is okay." Do other people's kids do this? Thankfully it doesn't bother me at all.... just makes for some funny stories and interesting glances.
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R.S.V. = Really Sick Baby
Then to add to the 'off-ness' of the week, G woke up on Wednesday with a cough and fever. By Friday it turned into cough/fever/wheezing. A quick trip to the doc revealed that he has RSV. I can see why kids are hospitalized with this stuff. He is really sick. We are getting a lot of snuggle time from the little guy, but he is just miserable. :( We're praying that he'll make a quick recovery and we can continue to avoid having to take him to the hospital.
What a week! I wonder where the E's "fear of needles" came from? I remember screaming for my Kindergarten booster (whichever shot that is) and the Dr. looked at me and asked why I was screaming? I stopped and thought about it and then she said "all done. See, you didn't even notice." Never had a problem with needles since.
ReplyDeleteNothing like rewarding with food ;)
Hope G is better soon!
I don't actually think he was scared of the needle. I think the fear came when the tech asked if I wanted to hold him down or have the nurse hold him down. That would scare me too! I'm not sure what I should have done to handle it better.... but if he wasn't scared of needles before he certainly is now!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI know - great thing to teach him (rewarding with food), right? It seemed logical since the next stop was the grocery store. Woops. :)
Awe, sounds like you were all troopers.
ReplyDeleteWish I could bring you some milk to help Gavin.
1) I'm jealous you got to see the Bolanders!
ReplyDelete2) there's nothing worse than having a sick child!
3) I love your Elijah stories!
Thanks for sharing - love keeping up with you through the blog!
Jennifer G.
Jennifer-- I'm anxiously awaiting your blog! I know it will be great.
ReplyDeleteAnd there is nothing worse than a sick child - except maybe being sick and trying to take care of a sick child. So, I can be thankful that we have remained healthy.
RSV!? You did NOT mention that G had RSV. Oh my word. That is really serious. HOw is he doing now?
ReplyDeleteI wish I was there to help in Dr's office. Oh man - I cried when K had a painful procedure in hospital, if that makes you feel better.
My kiddos don't sing the lovely songs E does - but P says F@#$ all the time. ALL the time. I wish I could figure out where he got it, or what he is expressing (what word :) ) But it um, is interesting.
M - We didn't know he had RSV yet when I talked to you. They stuck a long q-tip thing up his nose and then we knew. Not fun. But thankfully he has been doing much better since yesterday.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to know that other moms cry too!
And that thing about P - HILARIOUS. Except maybe when you are at places like the grocery store and he decides to say it over and over and over again.... at least I am pretty sure that is what would happen if it were me. :)