One HELL of a night... (thurs)
leads into one
HELL of a day! (fri)
I was nearing my breaking point yesterday. Haven't been that close in a LONG time.
Thank God for prayers and my step father Cody!~~
I dont know what happened. Mckayla was acting kinda fussy and pullin at one of her ears...so I thought I would take her into Kaiser to see Dr Meyers cause it's better safe than sorry right?...........
wrong
It was like, that set off an avalanche of disaster.
When we got there...we waited. He came in about 10 minutes later and we talked about what was going on. He said he thought I may be right and would take a look. Well it turns out she is 1 in 10 kids that has "tiny eardrums"...Which meant that he did not have a scope small enough to see into her ear....her canal was SO SMALL. The only way they would be able to tell for sure is if they sent her to Moanaloa and they insert a pin scope.
Well...since she wasnt acting THAT bad...and i thought it may have to do with teething anyway...I decided NOT to go and have it done. (The drive and the stress for her wouldnt have been worth it.) So he says we are going to play it safe and writes her a script for an antibiotic and gives her ear drops and tells me to give her over the counter Motrin. Not Tylenol. He prefers Motrin. And not just infants Motrin but CHILDRENS...o.k
heres where I have my beef...she is used to infants tyenol. I give her that when her teeth seem to really be bothering her. She gets
.8 ml of that per her weight. He Prescribes
Childrens motrin....I double checked with the pharmicist (figuring I know they make and infants and she is only 8 months) and she agrees with him. I am also flabbergasted at the AMOUNT of Motrin they want me to give her.
4 ml.
4 ml???Thats like 6 times the amount of tylenol i give her...and dont forget this is childrens not infants motrin.
BUT....They are dr's so they must know what they are doing right?
yeahhhhhhhhhhhh......
wrong...
again.
We get home and I decide to follow dr's orders and give her the (holy moly) 4 ml. of Motrin.
Within 30 minutes she was screaming bloody murder. She was regurgitating and her tummy kept gurgling. She screamed...
and screamed
and screamed.
From 7 pm that night till ( I kid you not) 10:30. Screaming.
Poor baby...NOTHING was making her happy. She wouldn't nurse (and when she wont even do that...you KNOW something isn't right)...didnt want to be held...screamed louder when you put her down....and no toy was going to distract her.
Brad was crying right along with her.
make that 2 babies.
He didn't know what to do..and he HATES that. He doesnt understand how I can just hold her and have her cry. (what else am I supposed to do?)
Well she FINALLY cries/screams herself to sleep. Waking every ..oh hour and a half to 2 hours.
skip forward to friday
get up (tired as anything)...make Sammys breakfast..get him ready for preschool...which up to this point he is LOVIN! It's water day so I grab his swim suit and towel.
Kayla wakes up....
screaming.
Now when I say screaming I don't just mean crying loudly....I mean like she is in so much pain she cant stand it.
I dose her (1/2 the amount they tell me to give her)...and stick her in the stroller and off we go to Sammy's school. Kayla screaming the WHOLE way (about a 15 min walk) I go to drop Sammy off......
he starts screaming (Kayla is calm at this point distracted with all the kids)
"I don't like school Mommy...wanna go home with youuu"
So for 10 minutes I stand there trying to pry him off my leg so I can leave....No such luck
and do any of the teacher's on the playground come and help me..
uhhhhhhh No.
Another 10 moinutes go by....Kayla is starting to fuss and go into her high pitched whine ( I know I have about 3 minutes before a total meltdown) I look frantically for a teacher....
no one
Suddenly my hero...Ms Donnie.....Sammy's teacher... see's me in distress and grabs Sammy telling him they are going to go clean the pool and he is her special helper. He struggles crying at first.
I run.
It was run.
Or stay and cry right along with the kids! LOL
no...seriously.
So...Kayla SCREAMS her way home till she finally falls into an exhausted sleep. I take the opportunity and catch a few winks myself....
Anyway ...to make an ALREADY long story short...... she screamed ALL day (hello white hairs)
Popo and Papa were supposed to give me a relief period but that didnt happen....bug DID get to spend the night there. He was happy to have Jane all to himself.
It's Saturday now.....all I can do is shake my head and pray for the sanity I once had to come back.
If you happen to see it out there....let it know I'm searching for it!
Reward: priceless!