Thursday, March 31, 2005
Thankfully we had an appointment with his pediatrician today. She finally listened. We pushed the fact that he did not have the flu and no one else had it either. She listened and is going to put the thumbs to the GI doctors to take a closer look at him now and figure out once and for all what is going on.
Oliver has lost some weight again, so we go back next week to weigh in and hopefully she will have some more answers for us about his case. The ball is in motion, thank God.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
As the Mrs. was about to fill the giant beastly vehicle, Santa opens his door and yells out at her "Make sure it's diesel!" "It is diesel" she shouted back. Both spoke in such gravelly voices, you would swear the jolly act each year was a farce.
Monday, March 28, 2005
I have been out and about running errands and even ferried some old people to Walmart. Our supper is made for tonight -sesame chicken- and I have tossed in a loaf of bread. Today is a good day. I love these kinds of days where I get lots done.
Oliver was in to the hospital on Thursday night, and they couldn't really help us. Basically they told us to wait until we saw our GI doctor again and deal with the barfing in the meantime. They did do one thing for us though and that was increase Oliver's medication dosage, and last night he did not throw up! So maybe things are starting to work.
We had a lovely Easter. My niece came in from Vancouver and visited with us for a while which was great, Emma can't stop talking about her. Also we had a dinner Sunday night with our new friends and they bought treats for our kids! How kind. I love it when new friends feel like old friends.
Anyways, that's all I know for now. I don't want to stay on the computer too long and get comfy. Must keep cleaning.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Today we found out that Oliver is still moderately deaf. Even after the tubes. I was disheartened this morning because before the tube surgery they had told me the chances of his hearing recovery he would have a 90% chance. Those are big numbers.
Now after sitting with this information for a while, I am okay.
I was putting in Oliver's laundry and thinking how thankful I am to have him. The ears we can deal with.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Sunday, March 20, 2005
He barfed again last night. Steve was giving me a break from putting him to sleep and all of a sudden he came and got me to tell me that Oliver had barfed again. I was so mad too, because he'd had such a good supper. It had not even digested though.
I will tell you the rest of my good news secret story when the kids have all cleared up and I have the chance to think straight. Right now I am typing with Emma on my lap and she is trying to rock with me.
Hope everyone is having a good weekend.
Friday, March 18, 2005
She helped us in many ways. One way is by PAYING for us to take Oliver to go see a Naturopath. We are so excited about this, as it is a new pair of eyes on him in addition to all the help he already has.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
I had to console Emma for hours after the little dickens destroyed her masterful cleaning up. Oliver knew what he had done too. He is a sneaky one. I am going to have to watch him closely as time goes by. Cheeky one!
What is a sleep in day? Five am wake up time for this job.
Coffee is the only thing that keeps me alive, nothing less. I am so tempted to put Emma back into pull-ups at bedtime because she wets the bed every other night. Frustrating. I swear these darn crayon bits mate in the night because I find them everywhere, even after I clean up. They jump out of the box and get on the floor always under my feet, and chairs and...everything.
How do the kids get so dirty? I bathe them. I really do. The dirt just clings to them, and they get a musty smell after being outdoors for a while, yuck.
Every day is one day more and as they get older the challenges will be no less, just different.
One day soon Oliver will be out of bottles, and Emma will be done peeing the bed....I hope. That is our next milestone and we take it one day at a time.
For now, we have fun going to the park, and preschool, playing, colouring, reading, dancing, singing and just having fun.
Monday, March 14, 2005
Margie, remember the good old days when I was afraid of children? Not anymore! Well, okay... maybe a little, but these kids were great entertainment-so enjoyable.
The big icing to my night was when my hostess offered me some cookies that looked like the ones I had given her as a treat a few days before. "Yummy!" I thought. Wrong-O.
These cookies tasted like paper and dirt and dryness all at one time. She then proceeded to tell me that the cookies were made from beans and crap and healthy garbage that is really not supposed to be eaten at all. BEANS? In COOKIES? Seriously. Come on now. I know you were trying to get skinnier, but this is not the way!
I am sabotaging this woman the best way I know how. She is too thin already and I keep making her fattening things. She needs to enjoy life the way the rest of us do, with a thickened waist line. Okay, I know I am a sicko. But really nobody should look that good after three kids, nobody.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Blessed are the barf cleaners for they will have healthy babies one day.
Blessed are the cooks for they will be hugged by peanut butter arms.
Blessed are the bedtime readers for they will be snuggled and cuddled up close.
Blessed are the laundry doers for they will be surrounded by freshness.
Blessed are the chauffeurs for they will get driven someday.
Blessed are the shoulders for rocking for they calm the storms.
Blessed are the hands that heal for they bring hope to the frightened.
Undigested food covered poor Steve. I barely knew where to begin with the cleaning. A howling baby and a sputtering Steve. Drip, drip, drip, drip. Towels, cloths. This was a monumental amount, thank goodness it was not in his bed.
I later discovered that I had forgotten to give him his medicine to close his stomach yesterday morning. It truly was my fault. Crap.
Friday, March 11, 2005
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
round and round
round and round
The wheels on the bus go round and round all through the town-O
The people on the bus go up and down
up and down
up and down
The people on the bus go up and down all through the town-O
The driver on the bus says move on back......
Monday, March 07, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
I was just a chugging it home, because I was hungry and supper was ready and well, it was a little nippy out, plus I wanted to get a little sweat going so I could feel good about getting some exercise.
Steve was just walking along with his hands in his pockets and slipped a little, did not fall, but made me laugh though the way he jerked his body.
We walked a little bit further down the road and all of a sudden Steve was not beside me anymore...he was on the ground. I heard a huge crack, and thought he'd smacked his head, but I was laughing so hard I could barely get out the words to ask him if he was okay.
Oh how my sides ache from the laughter.
Steve just rolled in the mud, slush and ice for a while as the passersby looked on. We made it home and found the missing skin on his back, but he is otherwise okay.
Friday, March 04, 2005
I went over to my new friend's house with the intent to scrapbook. I left early so I could take some pictures of the sunset and some other neat things I found. I did indeed find some great things.
An old friend!
I saw this friend walking with her son, who I have not seen for ages! I slowed the car and parked it and nearly attacked them. We were right by her house, so she invited me in and I stayed for half an hour.
I asked her if she got really fat. Yes, I could do this with this girl, as only old friends can do. No, she was pregnant! (I figured this, but was joking with her about being fat)
Such a good time I had. I love meeting up with old friends.
Then I hopped over to my new friend's house and "scrapped". Well talked mostly. I barely got anything done. Okay. I got nothing done, but I had a great time chatting and just hanging out. New friends are great.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
I had to mail a parcel today and while in the parking lot I noticed how many rich women went through the McDonald's drive through in their fancy schmancy cars. I laughed at one point, because my window was down and I heard one woman ask for extra mayo!
Every single older person in the post office paid with cash and two of them paid all in change. Funny.
I thought I saw Kevin Coghill today and thought of them and their new baby as I was out and about. Why don't they have blogs?
I got a call from "Lillian" from doctor's office today. What? Who, what doctor? Is it one of my doctors or Oliver's doctors? I don't know which one to call back. It's a mystery.