Thursday, August 14, 2014

Annoying Doctors

Kate's ENT told us she has to have a sleep study before she will take her tonsils out. A two month wait for the only pediatric sleep center in town, and another month for surgery. This was after waiting two months for an appointment with the ENT.

Jacob's ENT said that no matter what size the tonsils, if they have sleep apnea, the tonsils need to come out, no sleep study needed. He said, go in after an hour of falling asleep and listen for ten minutes. Gasping and then moving indicates sleep apnea.

In ten minutes, Kate had gasped for air three times and rolled twice.

Jacob's ENT won't see Kate because the doctors are in the same practice, even though he disagrees with Kate's doctor.

Which means, we have to find an entirely new doctor to avoid waiting three months to do what we know needs to be done.

How mad am I? Guess. Just guess. My kid starts kindergarten in a week and is chronically sleep deprived and no one seems to want to help.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

The Bedtime Cure

So far, a 6:30pm bedtime has ended the severe tantrums.  It's also ended any dinners out, evenings with friends, and travelling... but, it has ended the severe and terrible hour long tantrums where furniture is broken and things are torn off the walls. 

Jacob, who still naps, still has a 8pm bedtime, so the evenings are strange.  

Who knows what will happen in two weeks when Kinder starts.  My friends who have been through it said their kids who normally went to bed at 8pm moved bedtime up to 7pm so we may end up sleeping before people eat dinner at the rate we are going. 

For those of your with your own behavior battles, I was recommended "Sleepless America"... 

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Peek a boo!

Putting clothes away, and what do I find?

The results of a small child with but allergies drives everyone to hide sweets I guess.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Playing Hookey

Me:"you really like those red chips."
J:"yeah, I feel like they are cool. "

Monday, July 14, 2014

The Reluctant Update

I haven't written much lately because I haven't wanted to.  The past few months have been awful.  Neither kid is sleeping -- and while this is not entirely new, the results have been devastating.  So, we are holding on by a thread.

Both kids have appointments with their pediatricians and ENTs in the upcoming weeks.  Jacob's doctor suggested his tonsils might be too big and that he looks exhuasted.  (yeah, we all do...)  Kate is having 1 - 3 meltdowns a day.  Most days it takes 30 minutes to get her in the car.  She is just so damn tired that she can't hold it together.  She won't/can't nap, and even though she's in bed from 7pm to 6:30am, she wakes up with big dark circles under her eyes and begins to ask for a nap by 10am.  It's both so desperately sad and infuriating at the same time.  I feel like I have an Asperger's kid all of the sudden with the number of insane sensory-related tantrums we are dealing with.  It took twenty minutes last week to get her carseat adjusted to the perfect tightness so that she'd stay in her seat buckled in.

We're surviving.  We have resources to draw on:  babysitters, daycare for Jacob, alcohol, throwing things, running, television, friends who babysit and let us cry and complain, therapy.  I'm desperately hoping the doctors will want to cut some part of my children out that will make all of this end, but that seems pretty maniacal so I try not to say that out loud.  Last summer when she had her adenoids out she went from terrible to great in a week so I'm hoping something similar can happen again.  I'm good at wishing.

We've agreed for the time being that the best approach to Kate is to treat her like a wounded animal when she flips out.  You can feel that it's beyond her control, and we know how much she doesn't want to upset us.  Holding her responsible for what's going on feels misguided and cruel.  But, it's pretty hard to comfort her when she just threw and broke a lamp.  

Our goal for this week is to prep for the doctor appointment by recording how they sleep (Jacob's talking in his sleep nightly these days and the last two nights woke 3 times each from nightmares).  We shall see... 

In the meantime, we accept care packages with chocolate and tequila.