My sis is here! Which is nice, because my parents and grandfather are coming tomorrow and I need all the backup I can get. While my parents can be, uh, difficult, I am glad they're coming, and I'm thrilled that my grandfather is with them. Now if I can somehow bewitch my house clean in time for their arrival, I'll be set.
Ryan's tentative diagnosis from the eye doctor: ocular migraines. I don't know what to think. He has some of the symptoms (flashing lights), but not really all of them. Poor thing had to get his eyes dilated for the exam--everything is normal, thankfully. If you know anything about this condition, let me know!
Not his easiest doctor visit. Now he says he's never telling us anything ever again, because every time he does, he has to go to the doctor! I don't know how to handle that other than to let him vent his anger/frustration at having to go through tests at the doctor's and to reiterate how important it is to tell us stuff so that we can get it fixed. Didn't help that the doctor and staff were not at all child-friendly--which is not how I remember him and not their reputation. Did they have a case of the Mondays? Evidently, nobody even tried to engage Ryan in conversation about why he was there, talking over him to Brendan (who deferred to Ryan, of course). I remember hating that when I was a kid--and I think it's just inexcusable for anyone working in any pediatric field. We'll find someone else for the recommended 6 month follow up.
So I'm disappointed in how the appointment went, wondering about this diagnosis, and relieved that everything is okay with his eyes. I guess this ocular migraine thing is more of a neurological thing--we are trying to decide about going to see a neurologist.
In more cheerful news, Auntie brought window markers, and now all of our windows have been decorated within an inch of their lives. Very festive! Also, I got very decent sleep last night--for the last few nights, actually. Of course I know that it won't last (ah, the blissful ignorance of parenting your first child is shattered by the time your last child comes around). So I'm living in the moment and enjoying it very much!
My sis is here! Which is nice, because my parents and grandfather are coming tomorrow and I need all the backup I can get. While my parents can be, uh, difficult, I am glad they're coming, and I'm thrilled that my grandfather is with them. Now if I can somehow bewitch my house clean in time for their arrival, I'll be set.
Ryan's tentative diagnosis from the eye doctor: ocular migraines. I don't know what to think. He has some of the symptoms (flashing lights), but not really all of them. Poor thing had to get his eyes dilated for the exam--everything is normal, thankfully. If you know anything about this condition, let me know!
Not his easiest doctor visit. Now he says he's never telling us anything ever again, because every time he does, he has to go to the doctor! I don't know how to handle that other than to let him vent his anger/frustration at having to go through tests at the doctor's and to reiterate how important it is to tell us stuff so that we can get it fixed. Didn't help that the doctor and staff were not at all child-friendly--which is not how I remember him and not their reputation. Did they have a case of the Mondays? Evidently, nobody even tried to engage Ryan in conversation about why he was there, talking over him to Brendan (who deferred to Ryan, of course). I remember hating that when I was a kid--and I think it's just inexcusable for anyone working in any pediatric field. We'll find someone else for the recommended 6 month follow up.
So I'm disappointed in how the appointment went, wondering about this diagnosis, and relieved that everything is okay with his eyes. I guess this ocular migraine thing is more of a neurological thing--we are trying to decide about going to see a neurologist.
In more cheerful news, Auntie brought window markers, and now all of our windows have been decorated within an inch of their lives. Very festive! Also, I got very decent sleep last night--for the last few nights, actually. Of course I know that it won't last (ah, the blissful ignorance of parenting your first child is shattered by the time your last child comes around). So I'm living in the moment and enjoying it very much!