Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Oh the things you have done...

Happy Birthday Crash!

It's hard to believe it's been a year on this sensory exploration. A year ago we were sitting in the doctor's office. Crash was under the table screaming because the nurse asked him to take his shoes off. He wash so worked up that by the time the doctor finally came in, he was sound asleep on the floor. Luckily we had a doctor who was concerned by this, and willing to listen and find solutions. At this point, I couldn't leave Crash with anyone. He would melt down all the time. His tactile sensitivities were interfering with all aspects of his life. He was overly sensitive to sounds and craved movement and loved crashing into everything. Crash could not relate or play with other children and would imitate his brother all the time.

The pediatrician agreed with me, that there was something going on, and something NEEDED to be done. He explained that his wife was an occupational therapist and he talked about a variety of different avenues to pursue. He recommended finding a private occupational therapist specializing in sensory integration as well as contacting the local school district for a complete educational evaluation as well as obtaining a complete medical evaluation from a developmental pediatrician and developmental psychologist.

And so our journey began...

and one year later Crash has accomplished so much!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

An Angel vs. Devil

So Crash has an ear infection and a sinus infection. But that isn't the whole story. The doctor was so impressed with his picture perfect behavior in her office today. Literally he was an angel (with out exaggeration). Respectful, obedient, funny, cute and the list of superb adjectives that rarely go in front of the word Crash were present. Not that he isn't usually a wonderfully loving little boy, he was just obviously NOT the child I have come to know and love.

See I knew he was sick. Try explaining that one to a doctor. I know my child is sick because he is so good.

I almost wish I could freeze him in this state of sickness (just minus the infection out). Because as soon as the antibiotics start working a whole new side appears. As much as I have no idea why his behavior is better with a fever, I have no idea what makes him fly so high on antibiotics. He is happy ( and I am glad about that)but so out of control of his body.
1 day down 9 to go...

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

A Big Pain?

One of our challenges with Crash as I suppose it is with most parents is figuring out if they are sick enough to go to the doctor. How do you "know" that the are sick? Sometimes there are obvious signs:
major change in behavior
hacking cough
runny nose
puss running out of an ear
missing limbs
Ok, those last two are a bit over the top, but we strive to be thorough. Anyway, the list could go on and on. It is difficult as a parent to sort out the symptoms and figure out what is a little cold vs a major virus. It is always better to error on the side of caution, but what's reasonable caution and what's jumping at shadows?

With Crash, we sometimes find it even more challenging. When he runs a fever, his behavior does change, but for the better. The fever seems to take the intensity level down a notch and I find myself thinking, "Wow, he is having a great day." My second though is, "I bet he is sick."

Cash also has a different type of pain tolerance. He can fall or get hurt and not even notice. He also struggles to tell us where the pain is located. He woke up the other night screaming and rubbing his eye so hard it was swollen shut. One would think, there must be a problem with his eye. That would be a logical conclusion...


After an hour to calm him down, I asked him to show me where it hurts. He said his ear, and touched his throat. Hmmmm. My best guess? There is something wrong somewhere in his head... or throat... maybe. Gave him some Tylenol and sent him back to bed. He went down without a complaint, and stayed there all night. Not another peep about any type of pain. Who knows if he is sick or not. I will err on the side of caution and let the doctor figure this one out.