1. After my half-buzzed shift of home care nurse, I figured out Will-O was taking his pain medication ER, not IR. Ah ha. I am slow. ER is of course extended release and IR is immediate release. Extended release really does nothing for acute pain. (He thought they were the same as they were the same name and milligrams...easy mistake). Also, he had received a local given anesthetic to numb the knee which fooled him into thinking he had no pain--all day. When that wore off...eek.
2. Liam--in all his gushy, drooly, smiley baby ways. I looooove him. Today (and most) he laughed and played and napped and ate--so gol diggity easy! (I better watch my mouth).
3. One of the girls at the residential treatment facility was being discharged today. She came in to say goodbye. She came to the facility months ago, perhaps September. When she came to us she was riddled with anxiety and insecurity; she couldn't speak without sobbing or shaking. She had been a drug addict since age 10 and did drugs with her parents!!! She had recently given birth to a somehow health baby girl. Today she was calm, centered, well-spoken, assured. Well, sober. Rehabilitation has occurred. She said "I just wanted to tell you that you saved my life." It's true, we did. We hugged and I wished her luck. She said "I just can't stop smiling--I've never been this happy." I believe it.
One down, millions to go.
Worst Part of Day-
Scarlet will not cease the whining today. I thought we were done with all this!!! Perhaps she is in her Neo-Whine Period. It is hard to take.
If she asks for a a juice and I tell her "no" her response should not be to throw her head back and shrill "whhhhhyyyyyy?" We've gone through the accepted responses: "oh well" (the one I preach), "aw man" (the one I practice) and "that's a bummer" (makes me laugh). No whining is accepted. No asking why. I'm getting hard core. (I may lose it.)
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