Brecken got a cut today that was bleeding. Yes, it was the most painful thing ever to him. But today, he ASKED for a band-aid. Yes, you read that right. I almost fell over. He said he figured out while at the doctor this past week that band-aids weren't that bad after all.
Another HUGE sensory obstacle, overcome!
The bad news was, since he wouldn't wear band-aids before, we had none in the house. So we made a trip down to the dollar store and he picked some out. And he wore not one, but two today.
I kind of feel like a "normal" (I hate that word, but you know what I mean) mother, with a kid who is instantly healed of all ailments with a band-aid.
OK, maybe not ALL ailments, but heck - a cut on a finger, a band-aid to make it better, our world is now different!
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
shots = horrible
Kindergarten shots. OMG. Thank goodness it's over and we don't have to do it again until 6th grade.
Dr appointments in general with a sensory kid are miserable. B had his headphones on from the minute we walked in the door. He wouldn't let anyone weigh him (he's afraid of the scale). He wouldn't let anyone see how tall he is. Luckily my mom and dad have a medicine scale at their house so I weighed him when we were there for Easter. 36.5 pounds - 10th percentile, baby! The highest he's been since he was born!!! And you can FORGET about listening to his heart - at one point he was so strong that he was able to push Josh's arm away while Josh was helping hold him down in my lap. But all that made him sob so hard that he didn't notice the dr. listening on B's back to his heart. :) No way Jose to the pulse ox machine, and no way was he going to take off his headphones to look in the ears.
There's a reason our appointments always take a full hour.
And then came the shots. OH MY GOODNESS. I had him chest to chest on my lap and Josh was holding down the poor kid too - and the scream that came out of that child's mouth when whatever went into his left arm hit - I flinched, it was so loud. I felt soooo bad for the doctor because his head was right there too. The nurse did a shot in one arm and then she and the dr. team tagged the next two so they happened at the same time. Hysterical child. HYSTERICAL. And then they put on bandaids, which hurt my B-man, and I didn't think to tell them that until he had already ripped them off and thrown them on the floor. That's how mad he was.
One slurpee and a lay down on a pillow on the couch later, he was much better. So much better, in fact, that we went to the park after dinner. He caught a ball and landed on his right arm, and that's when he asked, "Mom, did I get two shots?" Apparently that left arm one hurt so bad it made him forget about the other two, as he was quite shocked when I told him he had three!
But for real. I'm glad that's done.
Dr appointments in general with a sensory kid are miserable. B had his headphones on from the minute we walked in the door. He wouldn't let anyone weigh him (he's afraid of the scale). He wouldn't let anyone see how tall he is. Luckily my mom and dad have a medicine scale at their house so I weighed him when we were there for Easter. 36.5 pounds - 10th percentile, baby! The highest he's been since he was born!!! And you can FORGET about listening to his heart - at one point he was so strong that he was able to push Josh's arm away while Josh was helping hold him down in my lap. But all that made him sob so hard that he didn't notice the dr. listening on B's back to his heart. :) No way Jose to the pulse ox machine, and no way was he going to take off his headphones to look in the ears.
There's a reason our appointments always take a full hour.
And then came the shots. OH MY GOODNESS. I had him chest to chest on my lap and Josh was holding down the poor kid too - and the scream that came out of that child's mouth when whatever went into his left arm hit - I flinched, it was so loud. I felt soooo bad for the doctor because his head was right there too. The nurse did a shot in one arm and then she and the dr. team tagged the next two so they happened at the same time. Hysterical child. HYSTERICAL. And then they put on bandaids, which hurt my B-man, and I didn't think to tell them that until he had already ripped them off and thrown them on the floor. That's how mad he was.
One slurpee and a lay down on a pillow on the couch later, he was much better. So much better, in fact, that we went to the park after dinner. He caught a ball and landed on his right arm, and that's when he asked, "Mom, did I get two shots?" Apparently that left arm one hurt so bad it made him forget about the other two, as he was quite shocked when I told him he had three!
But for real. I'm glad that's done.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
a couple firsts
We hope everyone had a great Easter! We headed up to my mom and dad's house for the holiday and a few days afterwards, as we were on Spring Break this past week. We had a fantastic time. We had a couple firsts while we were there... B was able to go to the store and pick out a new outfit, AND he wore it to church on Easter Sunday! Yay, B-man!
His other first was bowling! He had never been bowling before and he had a total blast! He was able to get that 7 pound ball up off the rack and onto the floor and push it down the lane and did an awesome job. He had bumpers up, of course, but he still beat my mom and myself both during the 2nd game!
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