Day Three

Sep. 27th, 2008 09:29 pm
etumukutenyak: (skull with nails)
Well, Friday went apparently well -- no emails or phone calls from school. He did get cranky in the evening, and told me that it had worn off. Possible.

Today, mostly good, with a little outburst around dinner time because he didn't want either of the two restaurants we were standing in front of, and he got outvoted. He doesn't lose well, and he lost it. Still, it was much more minimal than it has been, except for the back-talk, and he calmed down fairly quickly. Eventually it dawned on him that he should apologize, and he admitted he'd been the cause of the entire problem. He wasn't really hungry, which is an expected effect of the medication, but we guided him into choosing a salad and a crab cake.

Tomorrow will be an interesting day. After they come back from church, we will be zooming up to see his grandmother/Honey's sister for her birthday. His birth mother is her daughter, and she will likely be around. I just hope we don't have too much detoxing to do on the way home.


Sep. 25th, 2008 08:17 am
etumukutenyak: (Gromit puzzled)
So last night, around 10:15, Son comes down to let me know he'd just been throwing up. Mild fever, about 1.5 degrees elevated, so I gave him one ibuprofen and one chlortrimeton, plus some tea with ginger and off to bed. Apparently around midnight he woke Honey to let her know he'd thrown up again. She doesn't wake well* and groggily sent him back to bed. This AM, he told me he'd thrown up several times, and was still running about a degree of fever.

The "nursing notes" on the meds indicate a common adverse effect of nausea, stomach pain, and other mild things. He has no jaundice (too soon for that really), no petechiae, no tenderness of the abdomen other than what would be expected from someone who's been throwing up. There's no joint pain, no swelling, no reports of headache or dizziness.

The timing is right for a food poisoning from lunch, or for a random "stomach bug", which he is prone to -- this is not the first time he's had sudden onset of fever with vomiting and nothing else.

I'll stay home with him, see how he does, hold off on the meds today, and later call the psych to let her know -- it's not likely to be the meds, especially since the signs started after the med would have been metabolized and gone, even if it had lasted 12 hours.

Well, I have tomorrow off as a comp day, so other than this meeting that I will miss, there's nothing like a 4 day weekend. Woo hoo.

*Having never needed to wake fast for on call emergencies, she never developed that skill and is a very groggy "awake" in the middle of the night. She can make her way to the bathroom without falling down, particularly if there are no dogs in the way, and that's about it. You'd think he'd have learned to wake me instead.
etumukutenyak: (skull with nails)
There's a new post about trauma of squishy bits, and folks have been reacting in various ways.

It reminded me of the times I've had to deal with medical issues not related to animals. Well, I suppose I should think of our son as "not an animal" despite his lack of cleaning ability.

Anyway, he's been naturally a source of medical and trauma issues throughout his life. Highlights include the time he broke his arm when he jumped for a bar and missed, thereby landing on the ground with his hands out front, and then following this initial injury with a slip fall at school in which he -- once again -- stuck his hand out to stop his fall. That's the one that sealed it, really, as it wasn't exactly broken until then. I had palpated it right away, and it was sore but not broken. The second palpation was far more sensitive, so I told Honey to take him for radiographs. (In fact, the pediatrician didn't believe it was broken but humored her request and was surprised by the results..). He wore a cast for about 5 weeks.

Then there was the summer when he had a bruise on his shin, and couldn't keep it from getting whacked, kicked, or scuffed, so it turned into an ulcerating lump. He could not keep a bandaid on (he never does), so I ended up bandaging him with BioDres and elastic wrap. Healed up without a scar, it did.

I've had to dig out splinters from the middle of the nail bed. That required the use of topical anesthetic, and a great deal of patience. At least he was cooperative, unlike the time he stuck an eraser into his nose. I was completely unable to treat him that time, and we ended up at the pediatrician's office, where she used an alligator forceps to extract it.

I'm sure there'll be more. I can hardly wait.


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