Yesterday felt like I spent six weeks in boot camp.
6:00 a.m. up; 6:15 he plays with legos; 6:25 he wants to play the Wii…6:30 he is screaming.
We went to the Long Island Children’s Museum with Timmy and Regina. He was a wreck. I feel like the body guards for Naomi Campbell must feel – you never know when he is going to pounce except I don’t have monetary settlements to offer – just “I’m sorry” “I’m sorry” “I’m really sorry.”
He was bossy, defiant, in tears, hysterical in the climbing structure – he has wanted to conquer that for years and finally with his good pal Timmy’s help – he made it through. Two LICM assistants, Regina and I – coaxing him through – me warning other children not to get too close (thank God he doesn’t carry a cell phone). Then he wanted to do it again. Aww, here’s my cell phone – just bludgeoned me with it – it’s more humane.
We survived and went to Friendly’s, to AC Moore and then returned to the safety of our four walls. Two hours later – he’s burning up – 103 temp. We have a doctor’s appointment this morning.
Andrew had a bad night – up six times – burning up at 4 a.m. – gave him more Motrin and now he is sleeping in my king sized bed and I’m shell shocked downing Diet Pepsi. It’s hard being old and not sleeping. This was easier in my 20’s.
It’s been raining non-stop here for over two days. Makes me nervous after the last rains and all the trees coming down(but there were hurricane winds that helped that). We have a H.U.G.E. tree in our backyard – that tree comes down it will be bad.
On more popular news — who would have guessed Ricky Martin was gay?
Addendum: My best friend, Tina, read this post and wrote me: “What Ricky Martin is gay?? I haven’t gotten over Anderson Cooper yet.”
Second Addendum: Our pediatrician has told me about PANDAS (see below) – Andrew’s Asperger symptoms always become so much worse right before an illness. I’ve called several pediatric psychiatrists – no one takes insurance – waiting for two more to call back. Yeah, whoever said health insurance or health care is the answer to America’s problems – we have it – and it’s still a nightmare.
I just have to say you’re one brave woman. During the bad years, I just stayed holed up in my apartment with Rena.
As far as Ricky Martin, straight men don’t have kids via surrogate. LOL
Paige – I hide at home a lot – we don’t go to many family functions – it’s too hard and Jim has a hard time when Andrew acts up. But I try really hard to get him out – we do activities outside the house together – and it takes a little more of my soul each time – but on we go.