Posted Monday, November 27, 2006 - 22:06 by Anonymous
All in all, it was a successful Thanksgiving weekend.
When I last wrote, I was about to take Thomas to the doctor for pink-eye. We went on Wednesday morning, and he again amazed me with his composure. This time, I told him that all the doctor wanted to do was look at his eyes, but the doctor ended up giving him a complete once-over…and Thomas put up with it! I couldn’t believe it. He was very calm and still as the doctor examined him. He was diagnosed with pink-eye, and the pediatrician also wants me to take Thomas to a pediatric cardiologist to have his systolic heart murmur checked out. That’s a little scary…but the doctor doesn’t seem to be too worried about it. Also, I have no idea whether or not the cardiologist handles special-needs kids at all. I’m pretty sure that Thomas would have to be sedated for chest x-rays and any other tests they would want to perform. I’ll have to call soon and find out.
So as I predicted, we were prescribed eye drops for Thomas’ infection and they were every bit as hard to administer as I thought they would be. I almost cried when the doctor said to give them to him seven or eight times every day! I think we gave him five or six rounds before the infection was completely cleared up. The good news is that although he protested mightily, he did get over each round very quickly. He used to cry for a long time after stuff like that, but he was able to soothe himself really well after the eye drops.
He was not contagious for Thanksgiving Day at my mother-in-law’s house, so off we went on Thursday, despite Thomas’ objections. It wasn’t that strange for him to be against going somewhere like that, but he wouldn’t even get out of the car when we got there. It took a lot of coaxing to get him to come in the house, and even after he finally did come in, he wouldn’t take his coat off. It was such a beautiful day here that Thomas got to play outside with his second-cousin Grady, and Uncle Jeff’s new puppy, Brooke. Thomas also learned how to roll downhill; he loved that probably because it’s fun but also because of the sensory stimulation. The three of them were so cute playing outside. The puppy thought she was a little kid, too.
Thomas seems to be going through an anti-social phase. Every time we talk to Thomas about seeing somebody – anybody – Thomas cries, “No! I don’t want to see So-and So!” He gets really upset about it. We had Jonathan’s family over for the Bears’ game on Sunday, and Thomas didn’t like the idea of it at all. When Jonathan’s mother got here, Thomas said he didn’t want her, didn’t want to see Grandma, and of course my mother-in-law took it very personally. I tried to tell her that it’s not personal, he just doesn’t feel like seeing anybody and we should let him warm up a little. She kept asking Thomas, “Why don’t you want to see Grandma?” “Why” questions are really tough for little kids anyway, but it just exacerbated the situation. Thomas screamed and cried for quite a while after everyone showed up, but he did calm down eventually and was pleasant after. Seeing other people and going to other people’s houses used to be something that Thomas looked forward to, but it doesn’t seem like he’s into it right now. Hopefully, he’ll get better at it. We’ll just keep giving him as much warning as possible. We didn’t arrange the get-together on Sunday until late Saturday, after Thomas was in bed, so maybe the shorter warning had something to do with his behavior.
We’ve decorated the house and put up the outside lights. This was the week to do it; we’ve been having unseasonably warm weather here in Chicago. The house looks great (except for the hideous carpet) and we’re looking forward to Christmas. And Thomas didn’t miss hand-turkeys on Wednesday when he was home from school; they made them last Tuesday and his was sent home in his backpack today!
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All in all, it was a successful Thanksgiving weekend.
When I last wrote, I was about to take Thomas to the doctor for pink-eye. We went on Wednesday morning, and he again amazed me with his composure. This time, I told him that all the doctor wanted to do was look at his eyes, but the doctor ended up giving him a complete once-over…and Thomas put up with it! I couldn’t believe it. He was very calm and still as the doctor examined him. He was diagnosed with pink-eye, and the pediatrician also wants me to take Thomas to a pediatric cardiologist to have his systolic heart murmur checked out. That’s a little scary…but the doctor doesn’t seem to be too worried about it. Also, I have no idea whether or not the cardiologist handles special-needs kids at all. I’m pretty sure that Thomas would have to be sedated for chest x-rays and any other tests they would want to perform. I’ll have to call soon and find out.
So as I predicted, we were prescribed eye drops for Thomas’ infection and they were every bit as hard to administer as I thought they would be. I almost cried when the doctor said to give them to him seven or eight times every day! I think we gave him five or six rounds before the infection was completely cleared up. The good news is that although he protested mightily, he did get over each round very quickly. He used to cry for a long time after stuff like that, but he was able to soothe himself really well after the eye drops.
He was not contagious for Thanksgiving Day at my mother-in-law’s house, so off we went on Thursday, despite Thomas’ objections. It wasn’t that strange for him to be against going somewhere like that, but he wouldn’t even get out of the car when we got there. It took a lot of coaxing to get him to come in the house, and even after he finally did come in, he wouldn’t take his coat off. It was such a beautiful day here that Thomas got to play outside with his second-cousin Grady, and Uncle Jeff’s new puppy, Brooke. Thomas also learned how to roll downhill; he loved that probably because it’s fun but also because of the sensory stimulation. The three of them were so cute playing outside. The puppy thought she was a little kid, too.
Thomas seems to be going through an anti-social phase. Every time we talk to Thomas about seeing somebody – anybody – Thomas cries, “No! I don’t want to see So-and So!” He gets really upset about it. We had Jonathan’s family over for the Bears’ game on Sunday, and Thomas didn’t like the idea of it at all. When Jonathan’s mother got here, Thomas said he didn’t want her, didn’t want to see Grandma, and of course my mother-in-law took it very personally. I tried to tell her that it’s not personal, he just doesn’t feel like seeing anybody and we should let him warm up a little. She kept asking Thomas, “Why don’t you want to see Grandma?” “Why” questions are really tough for little kids anyway, but it just exacerbated the situation. Thomas screamed and cried for quite a while after everyone showed up, but he did calm down eventually and was pleasant after. Seeing other people and going to other people’s houses used to be something that Thomas looked forward to, but it doesn’t seem like he’s into it right now. Hopefully, he’ll get better at it. We’ll just keep giving him as much warning as possible. We didn’t arrange the get-together on Sunday until late Saturday, after Thomas was in bed, so maybe the shorter warning had something to do with his behavior.
We’ve decorated the house and put up the outside lights. This was the week to do it; we’ve been having unseasonably warm weather here in Chicago. The house looks great (except for the hideous carpet) and we’re looking forward to Christmas. And Thomas didn’t miss hand-turkeys on Wednesday when he was home from school; they made them last Tuesday and his was sent home in his backpack today!