This is my 500th post...
Logan's Dr.'s appointment was torturous - at least for me. Here are the basics - He weighs 43 pounds and is 3'6.5" tall. The nurse said he was a tall 4 year old...ha - tell me something I dont know! I was wrong yesterday - apparently he needed 4 shots instead of 3...I didn't tell him what was going to happen at the doctor's office at first - we went in, he played with his toys and with his sister. He was so good when they checked his weight and height, and when the Dr. came in to do his checkup..eyes, nose, throat, listening to his heart...checking his shoulders, hips, arms and legs...you know the routine stuff. Then the nurse came in and asked if I would like an extra nurse to help me in case he needed to be held down. I probably sat there for about a minute just staring at her - I didn't know what to say...I didn't want another person having to hold him down, it might just make him panic more - but since I had Landry, an extra person might help...plus he might take it better coming from a stranger...So I said okay. 2 minutes later they came in. Logan got up on the little table, and I got eye to eye with him. I decided I should explain what was happening instead of just shocking him. So I told him that the nurses were going to help him and he would be getting shots and it would hurt but only for a second and he needed to be really still...there was more explanation - but you get the drift. They laid him down and gave him 2 in his left leg. He actually didn't cry, but he kept asking them to "please stop" I have gotten so used to praising good manners that I actually said, "Good manners Logan!" What an idiot LOL He crying didn't begin until he got the shot behind his left arm, and screaming insued with the shot in his right arm. I was crying, and doing the nervous laughter thing, Landry was crying, and Logan was crying saying "I dont like this, ouch - it hurts, please stop" I hated it. Now that he has been properly traumatized, every time he gets hurt he says that the doctor did it! Ha! Great!
After the doctor Logan fell asleep on the way home, so I took the kids home to let them sleep. When Logan got up, I took him to Target to get a power ranger, and then we went to t-ball practice. We went early so the kids could play at the park. Landry used to just kind of walk around...but this time she was entralled with the slide...and she figured out the concept of walking up the stairs...we actually got there really early 5:45 and practice wasn't until 6:15. Logan ended up busting his lip at the play ground...which he informed me was the doctor's fault - haha. he did really well at practice. It was the best one yet. He only had one small melt down, but it lasted less than 5 minutes. I was so proud of him - he had a rough day. Once we got home we ate dinner and I headed to HEB to finish up the grocery shopping. It was a long day - for sure. To top everything off Landry woke up at 10...she usually will go back to sleep, but after 10 minutes of crying, I went to check on her..I ended up getting her out of the crib and brought her into Logan's room to watch a movie. She actually laid there but she would NOT stop talking and giggling. Everytime she would giggle, Logan would start laughing...she has learned 2 new words...Cheese and trash! Logan is the one that taught her "cheese" which is pretty cute. She says "trash" everytime she takes her diaper to the trash. After we change her diaper she likes to take the dirty one and put in the trash...she actually gets ticked if you try to take it yourself. Anyway, I finally took Landry to the living room because I didn't think she or Logan would ever fall asleep if they kept giggling back and forth. We watched American Idol, and after that I just laid her down again...I was so tired - I just couldn't take it. She cried for about 5 minutes and went back to sleep - whew.
About 6 years ago I was diagnosed with an axiety disorder and was given trazodone. Afer a few days of taking the drug, I became agoraphobic. I could not leave my apartment, I couldn't sleep...I thought somenone was trying to get in my apartment, I would check the door and the blinds about every 5 minutes...I literally thought someone was trying to get me. I stopped taking the drug - and after the experience I have not wanted to take ANY type of anti-anxiety medicine again. I have panic attacks here and there and I can usually prevent them from coming on...but let me just explain a little of what it feels like. Breathing becomes very difficult and I start to sweat. I get very hot and feel like I am being cornered into a small room - even if I am in a wide open space. There other things that happen, that I just can't explain, but for this reason, I am not a fan of large crowds, and I dont like to be enclosed in any area - I may hae a small form of claustrophobia...but it doesn't effect me on a daily basis...its just exacerbated when the panic attacks come on. Large crowds usually cause me to panic a little, and once the panic starts to set in...it jst gets worse and worse. Usually, I would just remove myself from the crowd and avoid the attack. Well, at Logan's party, everything was going well...when I felt the panic start to kick in I would get up to go to a less populated area...by the end of the party I had been trying to get out of there for about 40 minutes as the panic continued to work its way out....by the time I got to the parking lot - I was having trouble catching my breath and I was sweating profusely. I was wearing a windbreaker and it was stuck to my arms because of the sweat..I tried to get it off and even though it was only a few seconds it felt like forever..the longer the jacket was on, the harder it was to breathe - and I completely flipped out trying to get it off. JR doesn't really seem to understand - and I guess its hard unless you go through it, but basically it sucks. Anyway, I am telling this story because I have spoken about the small anxietty attack I had but I realized I never really told a backstory - and also because I realized something else. JR makes fun of me because when we go to a restaurant I ALWAYS have to be facing the door OR next to a door. After all these years - for some crazy reason - I just realized that this has everything to do with anxiety and I have no idea why I didn't put the two together earlier! Weird!
So I guess you all know now - I am a little looney!
have a great weekend!
2 comments:
Oh geez! Poor Logan! When does he have to have shots again? Maybe next time you could sit him down in advance and explain that the shots are going to help him stay healthy? Of course, if the next shots are in two years, he might be a little better about it anyway. GAH.
Nikki, he will have a yearly check up but no more shots until he is 11 - so we are good for the next 7 years! Landry will get 2 shots at her check up next month and then shouldn't need anymore until she is 4 and then again when she is 11. Woohoo - I just can't handle the kids getting the shots - it doesn't even bother me when I get them myself, but after having kids, not much does bother me. But their little crocodile tears just tear me to pieces!
I am sure Aiden is all caught up on his shots...he shouldn't need any more until he is 4 and then again at 11 and actually you can choose to get them at 4 or 5 and again at 11 or 12...but I think it depends on when their birthdays fall because they have to be up to date to attend school. So I just went ahead and got Logan's now because he will need them come August! Wooohoo!
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