"I've got Germies in my Body"

Yesterday afternoon I got a call from Lucas' school nurse. He had woken up from nap time crying and saying his ear hurt. He was taken to the nurse. Ha had a 101 fever so I had to go pick up my sick little guy. I called his pediatrician and got him an appointment for 5pm.

We got there fifteen til and the waiting room was PACKED. Lucas has never been to a "sick kid visit" so he was THRILLED to finally get to go to the "sick kid waiting room" where the train table has always been. He ran up to the table but there was not even a single train in sight and you couldn't even more the train tracks around. It was a total let down for him. After that every five seconds he asked "is it my turn YET." (He is his father's son!) While we waited I talked to another kid's mom and she told me that most of the kids seemed to be either here for an ear ache or for strep throat. I was thankful we fit in the first category.

When we finally got called back an hour later the nurse that weighed him (36 lbs) was so thrilled to see him. She remembered him from his monthly weight check days of his babyhood. (So glad THOSE are over) She couldn't believe how much he had grown or how light colored and curly his hair had gotten. She kept telling him "I remember you when you were just a tiny little peanut"

They ended up drawing some blood and "tickling his throat" and Lucas was a champ through everything. His temp was 100 at this point. I figured there had to be something "wrong" since we were NOT in the pinocchio room, yes the superstition continues. (I wonder what will happen to my silly superstition when they change offices in June?) Well it turned out we were there for Strep throat and NOT an ear ache.

So we left with a prescription for antibiotics (his first one) and I dropped it off on the way to taking him home all the while making the "my kid has step and may have infected your kid" call of shame. Figures he would test positive for Strep the day after going to church, stopping by his grandparents, going to a birthday party, and having his two best friends over to our house.

When I went back to CVS get his RX they told me that the insurance was being difficult about them filling it and needed a Doctors authorization and of course the office was closed. I started praying and the pharmacist tried calling the insurance company again and she was able to find a loop hole. They told her that she could give him a 3 day supply of his medicine ($93.00 for a generic antibiotic) but since you can't really mix up 3 days she gave us the whole 10 day supply we needed.

I rushed home with Lucas' medicine and found him fast asleep. It took us about 5 minutes for Curt and I to get him awake enough to take his medicine and I still don't think he ever woke up. He kept saying "I just want to go home!" and then he laid down and went right back to sleep.

This morning, Lucas woke me up saying "Mommy, did you get my medicine? When are you going to give me my medicine?" He had no memory of taking it the night before! Antibiotics are a wonderful thing! He woke up with no fever and with TONS of energy. He was so excited to just have a day home from school and get to play with his toys and watch cartoons. I guess those days are few and far between since he goes to school all week, has tee ball on Saturday, and Church on Sunday. He gets to go back to school tomorrow.

The Eyes Have It

On Friday, Lucas' eye just wasn't getting better and we noticed a blister on his eyeball so we called his Doctor. They told us to come in first thing Saturday so we did. When we got put in a certain exam room I knew everything would be ok. Turns out he really did just poke his eye (very badly) but we were assured that it would heal and be fine. We just wanted to make sure he hadn't permanently injured his eye in anyway. When he woke up on Sunday his eye was nice and clear.

4 Year Well Child

This morning Lucas did not want to get out of bed. He just wanted to lay there and snuggle and every time I suggested that we get up for the day he would say "just a few more minutes." Normally it is me trying to convince Lucas to stay in bed snuggling for a few more minutes but Lucas was trying to stall because he knew he had a Doctor appointment today. He was a little nervous about going after his Dad informed him that he had to have shots. I finally convinced him to get up and got him bathed and dressed but he had to be coaxed out of the house and into the car.

Once we got to the Doctor he was fine and excited to see how big he had grown. (I guess he no longer wants to be tiny.) He now weighs 34 lbs and 38 & 3/4 inches tall. After Lucas got weighed and measured it was time to go into a room and wait to be "checked out" and get his hearing and eye test for school. I was hoping for the Pinocchio room, but no such luck.

Now I am NOT usually a superstitious person at all, but when it comes to Lucas' well check appointments I am a little bit (okay a lot.) I know it sounds CRAZY but every time we get the Pinocchio room for a checkup everything goes perfect, and anytime we get ANY other room there is always some sort of issue that usually requires a referral. I am NOT joking, and of course this time was no different.

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When it was time for Lucas' eye test they tried using the letter chart. He kept trying to get closer and uncover his eyes and kept saying "I can't know that one." So next they tried the picture chart. Again he kept trying to get closer and uncover his eye and say "I can't know that." Then he flung him self on the floor and tried to hide and threw the eye cover in frustration. I mentioned that when we are at home we are CONSTANTLY telling Lucas to not stand in front of the TV. When we went back into the room I asked Lucas to read the letters off of a poster from across the room, and he kept saying "I can't know" and when he would walk up to the poster he knew all the letters. He eventually told me that the letters looked funny from far away.

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So we now have a referral for an eye doctor because it is quite possible that Lucas is near sighted. I know not the end of the world, and if he is I'm glad that we caught it early. I'm just glad that he ended up not needing shots after all, but not as glad as Lucas.

Dear Lucas (68 Weeks),

You had such a busy day today (well week.) Every day you take a few more steps all on your own. I know before long you will no longer be crawling but walking everywhere you go. The determination you have to get this walking thing down is amazing. You will fall and get back up only to fall right back down. Instead of giving up or getting frustrated you just keep on trying. I hope you never lose that drive or discover the fear and doubt that seems to go along with getting older. All that falling and getting back up has made you rather sleepy since some days you are back to your two naps a day routine.

We started our day with story time at the library. I was so excited to take you this morning because now that you feel so confident standing on your own, I knew that you would dance right along with the other kids. Last night we happened to flip the channel to a Dixie Chick Performance and as soon as you heard the music you just got into it and you were feeling the music with your whole body. When I told your Dad to look he made a joke that "he is dancing like that because the only music you let our poor son listen to is that Anti-American Crap." I'm sure as you grow up you will realize that your Dad and I will often dislike certain movies and music because the other one likes it. We are very adult in that way. You didn't get to show off those "anti-American" dance moves this morning because unfortunately for us there was a guest reader who thought that kids should sit still and quiet and not dance or move during music and story time. There is no story time next week because of the Thanksgiving Holiday so you will have to wait two weeks before you can wow all your story time buddies with your dancing.

After story time we headed to lunch with our buddies. I love that we have found friends that work for both of us. After taking a short vacation from eating bananas you have returned to making them disappear in about two seconds flat. The past few days it has been hard to get you to really eat anything "real food" wise because you are cutting your molars.

You are such an active little guy that I couldn't wait to take you to the indoor playground after you finished eating. You must be a big kid trapped in a little kids body. Everywhere the big kids went you had to try and follow them. You had no interest in the toddler section of the playground but wanted to climb, climb, climb.

I think if you could ask for anything for Christmas it would be a gigantic playground slide. You love climbing up the slide and then sliding down so much. Today you climbed all the way up to the very top of the slide. You were up so high that I thought I was going to have to climb up after you. Instead I heard you laughing with delight on your way down. You just amaze me every single day.

I don't care what you end up being when you grow up. I don't care if you make a lot of money or what kind of car you drive or house you live in. The only thing I want is that you have a love for people. If you as a baby is any indication of the type of adult you will be I have nothing to worry about. You are always very open and giving with your hugs and snuggles and are always going from adult to adult and child to child giving hugs. This is the accomplishment that makes me the proudest of you.

If your day wasn't busy enough we also had your 15 month well baby checkup at 4:30 this afternoon. There were a lot of sick kids and the office was so busy we didn't make it out of there until almost 6 PM. Since you only took a 15 minute nap today you were one cranky baby and you just weren't having me hold you and not letting you go "bye bye" and go home. Your Pediatrician is amazing. The second he picked you up you stopped fussing and just let him examine you. When he stretched you out on the examination table to get your length you didn't even move a muscle. The second he handed you back to me you turned back into tired cranky baby. To make matters worse you also got a shot. You now weigh 19 lbs 15 oz and are 29 inches long. Your Pedi said you are doing great. Did I mention you were in the Pinocchio room?

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Bugga, I love you to the moon and back,

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Mama