First, our eye appointment – all looks good we just have to do some patching with the left eye now. The ‘trouble’ started after we waited for over an hour in a packed waiting room – the doctor was just about to come in to see Jack and Jack had a massive, massive, messy situation occur in his diaper. I excused us to the rest room only to find someone must have been taking a shower in the sink because it took them FOREVER and a day to get out of the bathroom. Well, then I see there’s no changing table (in a PEDIATRIC eye care center) so I had no choice but to lay Jack down on the ICKY bathroom floor. He’s screaming (who wouldn’t?) and then I see the extent of the situation. All over his legs, socks, pants, onesie, shoes, BRACES, you get the picture, I am sure. I had no idea what to do. Luckily I had a shopping bag in my back pack so I piled the dirties in the bag along with the dirty diaper and wipes and changed Jack’s clothes. The only bad part is the last time I packed the diaper bag it was warm out. So all I had was a onesie and jeans that were 4 inches too short! So out we came Jack with ‘capri’ style jeans, no shoes, no socks and a onesie. In cold weather. Meanwhile I am sweating like a hostage because my adrenaline was pumping – the doctor was waiting, Jack was a mess and I had to tote around a very stinky bag…oh boy.
Then the doctor wanted to get a look at Jack’s optic nerves so he tilted the chair back (like in a dentist’s office) and had me do some sort of Alligator wrestling hold on Jack. My legs were wrapped around Jack’s legs and I had to hold Jack’s arms and head completely still. Well, you know how strong Jack can be – so the Dr. called in a male student and a male nurse…so poor Jack and I had three strange men holding us down. It was miserable. I was sweating and Jack was crying…I understand the importance though but boy, isn’t there a better way? Poor Jack. This is the part that makes me feel so guilty. What 2 year old has to go through this kind of ‘torture?’ Anyway, we survived, and both got a hot bath as soon as we walked in the door.
The eye doctor wants to follow up with the patching in a month...they won't have to examin his optic nerves so it should be less stressful! And I've already repacked the diaper bag with more appropriate attire.
Later in the already busy week we showed up at speech therapy on the WRONG DAY!! I almost cried...we just hopped back in the car and drove the 40 minutes home only to return the next day for our correct time. We are so looking forward to the weekend!
Jack's braces are ready! We go to pick them up on Monday -- woo hoo!
I cannot believe next week is Thanksgiving -- where are the weeks going????
How cool are you!!! Such a big boy, and very handsome at that! You are changing every day and getting bigger and bigger and bigger. Just can't believe it! Is that a new haircut I see? Very nice! Kinda' makes up for that mess you gave Mommy at the eye doctor!
ReplyDeleteSee you soon, Love Grammie T
I understand the difficulties of travelling to appointments and not being able to locate a single area for changing.
ReplyDeletePoor Jack, and you of course having to struggle a child to be examined in the eyes. Hunter has the same problem and it is just one eye and a quick look at the Retina. It breaks my heart as well to have to do that to him.