Ryan, so lovingly, passed on whatever bug he had last week. I knew someone else would get it, I just didn't think it would be me. I spent Sunday & Monday in bed and today has been trying to make it to the next hour and counting down until bedtime. Greg is working late tonight, in preparation for when he gets it.
Ethan is in the clear so far. Ryan still has the nasty cough but at least it isn't keeping him up at night anymore. He does have his 2 year check up tomorrow so I am hoping she doesn't hear anything in his lungs.
Is it spring yet?
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Ryan's teacher came for a visit today.
She was so nice and seems very calm and sweet. I think Ryan will really click with her. Ry was napping during her visit so we could get through the mounds of paperwork.
The bad news is that Ryan is pretty far behind for his age. It was very difficult to keep answering no to her questions only to realize how many things he doesn't know. The good news is that she will be able to come twice a month instead of the normal once a month and will be able to bring a speech therapist as well. I am very anxious to get started. She has to submit all of our paperwork and then we need to work out the scheduling. Luckily, she doesn't mind when the other kids are here and actually encourages it since they can be used as good peer models but she said we can see how Ryan does and if he is better one on one then we can work something out while Ethan is at school.
We are also on the waiting list for a early childhood education school. There is a huge waiting list though (surprise, surprise) and it doesn't sound promising that we will get in before fall. I am on the list for first opening, no matter where it is. I will drive him to Canada every day if I have to. There are a couple of summer programs that we might be able to do but we would have to pay for those out of pocket. Once he gets into one during the school year, that is all covered through the county.
So that is it. Now we wait....again.
The bad news is that Ryan is pretty far behind for his age. It was very difficult to keep answering no to her questions only to realize how many things he doesn't know. The good news is that she will be able to come twice a month instead of the normal once a month and will be able to bring a speech therapist as well. I am very anxious to get started. She has to submit all of our paperwork and then we need to work out the scheduling. Luckily, she doesn't mind when the other kids are here and actually encourages it since they can be used as good peer models but she said we can see how Ryan does and if he is better one on one then we can work something out while Ethan is at school.
We are also on the waiting list for a early childhood education school. There is a huge waiting list though (surprise, surprise) and it doesn't sound promising that we will get in before fall. I am on the list for first opening, no matter where it is. I will drive him to Canada every day if I have to. There are a couple of summer programs that we might be able to do but we would have to pay for those out of pocket. Once he gets into one during the school year, that is all covered through the county.
So that is it. Now we wait....again.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
We made it back from San Francisco...
It took 12 very long hours in airports and on a plane but we finally made it to Columbus around midnight. It was the longest day and we are so glad to be home.
We had a great time and saw so much of the city. We drove through Sonoma and toured wine country (and visited/tasted as many wineries as we could!), drove across the Golden Gate Bridge and watched the sunset on top of a hill (mountain maybe?) overlooking the ocean, hiked in the Redwood forest, went to lunch with a friend at Pier 39, went to a comedy club, drove down Lombard Street, shopped and ate great food! It's a great place to visit. (Read that last sentence again, Greg.)
But as I am writing this, I am listening to Ryan on the monitor hack up what sounds to be a lung. My poor guy is sick. I took him to the doctor today and we were immediately sent to x-ray to rule out pneumonia. Luckily the preliminary report came back already and it seems he is in the clear and just has a virus. A very, very icky virus. Before I put him to bed his fever was back up to 102. I gave him some Motrin and am hoping he sleeps.....please let us all get some sleep!
We had a great time and saw so much of the city. We drove through Sonoma and toured wine country (and visited/tasted as many wineries as we could!), drove across the Golden Gate Bridge and watched the sunset on top of a hill (mountain maybe?) overlooking the ocean, hiked in the Redwood forest, went to lunch with a friend at Pier 39, went to a comedy club, drove down Lombard Street, shopped and ate great food! It's a great place to visit. (Read that last sentence again, Greg.)
But as I am writing this, I am listening to Ryan on the monitor hack up what sounds to be a lung. My poor guy is sick. I took him to the doctor today and we were immediately sent to x-ray to rule out pneumonia. Luckily the preliminary report came back already and it seems he is in the clear and just has a virus. A very, very icky virus. Before I put him to bed his fever was back up to 102. I gave him some Motrin and am hoping he sleeps.....please let us all get some sleep!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Ryan has a teacher!
A teacher with MRDD called today and said she will be Ryan's teacher. She is going to come out next week to go over some paperwork. Then she will do some home visits along with a speech therapist. Once we get through all of that, Ryan will qualify for a center based school where he will go 3-4 days a week and receive teaching and therapies as well. I am so relieved but so sad that my baby will be going to school so young. He needs this so badly though so I hope we don't have to wait too much longer.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Another day, another doctor.
Ethan saw the ENT today. I love this doctor! He is the one that removed my salivary gland a couple of years ago.
Anyway, he looked at Ethan's nose and noticed some scabbed blood vessels. Since we haven't seen the hematologist yet for more testing on his possible blood clotting disorder, he suggests we keep Ethan's nose moist and run a humidifier in his room. He does think that at least one side of his nose will need to eventually be cauterized but doesn't want to do that until we have more testing done. Cauterizing it, while having a clotting disorder, could make it ten times worse. So for now, we will stick with what we are doing and if he has any more bloody noses that bleed for more than 5 minutes, I am to call him.
We see the hematologist next Friday.
Anyway, he looked at Ethan's nose and noticed some scabbed blood vessels. Since we haven't seen the hematologist yet for more testing on his possible blood clotting disorder, he suggests we keep Ethan's nose moist and run a humidifier in his room. He does think that at least one side of his nose will need to eventually be cauterized but doesn't want to do that until we have more testing done. Cauterizing it, while having a clotting disorder, could make it ten times worse. So for now, we will stick with what we are doing and if he has any more bloody noses that bleed for more than 5 minutes, I am to call him.
We see the hematologist next Friday.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Welcome to Holland
Welcome to Holland
by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome To Holland".
"Holland?!?" you say, "What do you mean "Holland"??? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy"
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills...Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy...and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned".
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.
But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things...about Holland.
by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome To Holland".
"Holland?!?" you say, "What do you mean "Holland"??? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy"
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills...Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy...and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned".
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.
But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things...about Holland.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Autism fundraiser
The band, Five for Fighting, is generously donating $0.40 to Autism Speaks for *each time* the video is viewed the funding goes toward research studies to help find a cure. When you have a moment, please visit the link below to watch the video and pass it along to your friends and family. They are aiming for 10,000 hits, but hopefully we can help them to surpass this goal.
It only takes a few minutes of your time.
Click here
It only takes a few minutes of your time.
Click here
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Let the countdown begin!
Friday, January 4, 2008
So it seems the boys are feeling better. Ryan's sinus infection has cleared up nicely and he is on the mend. Ethan seems to have escaped the stomach bug and his pink eye is all clear.
I did take Ethan to the doctor yesterday for his bloody noses. Because it was bleeding out of both nostrils, she ordered some blood work and referred us to an ENT. I took Ethan for his blood draw last night and you would think that since he has to have it done a few times a year for his hypothyroidism that it would get a big easier, but I swear it gets harder and harder. He does great until he sees the needle and then all hell breaks loose. The phlebotomists at Children's are so wonderful with him....gentle and fast.
The doctor called this morning with the results. I should have known something was off since the doctor called and not just the nurse. His CBC & platelet count came back normal but his PPT test (I think that is the name of it----the one that tests for clotting) is abnormal. Normal range was up to 36 and Ethan's was 40. Our pediatrician already spoke with the Hematology clinic at Children's to see what the next step should be and they said that it warrants more testing so we will be seeing them. The nurse and I have been playing phone tag but I expect to get the appointment made today. Hopefully we won't have to wait too long.
I did take Ethan to the doctor yesterday for his bloody noses. Because it was bleeding out of both nostrils, she ordered some blood work and referred us to an ENT. I took Ethan for his blood draw last night and you would think that since he has to have it done a few times a year for his hypothyroidism that it would get a big easier, but I swear it gets harder and harder. He does great until he sees the needle and then all hell breaks loose. The phlebotomists at Children's are so wonderful with him....gentle and fast.
The doctor called this morning with the results. I should have known something was off since the doctor called and not just the nurse. His CBC & platelet count came back normal but his PPT test (I think that is the name of it----the one that tests for clotting) is abnormal. Normal range was up to 36 and Ethan's was 40. Our pediatrician already spoke with the Hematology clinic at Children's to see what the next step should be and they said that it warrants more testing so we will be seeing them. The nurse and I have been playing phone tag but I expect to get the appointment made today. Hopefully we won't have to wait too long.
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