Missed a dose of ds's meds. Bad day.
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| Mon, 07-04-2005 - 2:29am |
This morning we went to a furniture store to have another look at a couch we were thinking of buying. We have a babysitter, but she wasn't available, so we took our charming children.
The two of them were bouncing around, sliding across coffee tables, despite being told not to. (In the Air Force, we called sliding across a table like that "carrier landings", but it involved grown men and a lot more alcohol.) Just when we were about to give up and get them out of there, Nathan, my 3.5 year old, pushed an ottoman, which had casters, really hard across the floor and it rolled into a glass coffee table. DH went over, picked up Nathan, and took him, and David, away. I was so flustered and embarrassed that I apologized to the sales lady, and took her card. As we were driving away, I realized that none of us had actually checked to see if anything had broken, but the sound of ottoman crashing into glass was not a very comforting one.
It was Nathan who pushed the ottoman, but they both were way out of hand. When David gets wild, Nathan gets doubly so. When we got home, at 2 o'clock, I realized that we had not given David his morning meds. He takes a mood stabilizer and anti-psychotic (he's dx with mood-disorder NOS in addition to AS). Just as I was calling the doctor to see what to do, we really began to see the effects. He went from wild to wild and mega-irritable. I made a mistake when making Pillsbury cinnamon rolls (I'm such a bad cook; who else could mess THAT up? LOL!) and you'd think I had purposefully frosted his birthday cake with tar. Oh...and he freaked out about the idea of taking a dose of medicine in the afternoon, and tried to knock the liquid out of my hand. His grandpa came to visit for a bit, and David was in such a vile and nasty mood. Luckily, his grandpa understands.
David's been doing so well lately, that it's easy to get complacent. Fact of the matter is, he really needs that medication, and probably will for the rest of his life. It's scary and sad to think how quickly thinks can go downhill. For the first hour or two after giving him his meds, everything was making him furious, and he had a panic attack when he saw a neighbor outside. And of course, his little brother sees how he acts and thinks that's normal. Neurological disorders sure are the pits.
I suppose we've done pretty well. He's been on meds for ten months now, and this is the first time we've missed a dose. I hope it's the last. I guess I should just count my lucky stars and be thankful that there is a medicine that works for him. In decades past, kids with David's problems were labelled "bad eggs" and beaten. When his illness is under control he is SUCH a neat kid. I mean, soooo wonderful in every way. I just want to cry when I think of all the kids in the past (and present) who were misunderstood because of a neurological problem.
Oh well, by evening he was his normal self. Content, but still unable to put down a Lego project to go to bed, LOL! That's just how he is. It was driving DH crazy, but GUESS WHAT? Right now, at 11:30 pm, DH is deeply engrossed in his very own Lego Mindstorms robot creation! LOL!
Evelyn
David 7
Nathan 3.5
