Busy, Busy, Busy!
I haven't posted much in the last couple weeks. Sometimes I don't post much because I don't have much to say. Lately, I have plenty to say, just not much time to say it.
April 13, GL went to a new eye doctor. The last doctor said he was just slightly farsighted, he only needed glasses for reading, and it was borderline whether he needed them for that. The new doctor said the problem is not so much his slight farsightedness as the fact that his eyes simply don't work together. He thought this might partially explain GL's difficulty with reading, writing, math, and any other task that requires clear visual perception. He said the new glasses will help, but he needs to wear them all the time, and he would give us the name of a specialist to follow up with. We're still waiting.
The boys spent the next two days exploding out both ends. GL doesn't so much throw up on things as at them. Yes, due to gravity, the puke eventually makes its way to the floor, so I have to clean that, too, but wherever he is standing when the wave hits, he launches the projectile horizontally (I think he holds the record for horizontal distance) and won't move or turn his head until he is done. If he has any warning it's coming, he shows no sign of it. He won't run to the bathroom before, during, or after. He won't even point his mouth down if you put a bucket under it. So I actually spent more time cleaning walls than floors. At least most of the number two ended up in the toilet.
April 16, BB went to a birthday party. April 17, BB and I went to a rocket launch. It was too windy to fly much. Most of the rockets that did fly went horizontal, and many of them crashed. April 18, after church, I went back to the launch for a little while (It was a two-day event, and not far from home) and the winds had decreased enough for a little more flying, but still limited to low flights on less wind-sensitive rockets. One of my favorite models snapped its shock cord and lawn-darted, while the parachute and nose cone headed for the state line. I'll have to rebuild it. We hurried home so MB could get to work and make up some hours so she could take Tuesday off.
Late that afternoon, a man from the Countywide Universal Amalgamated Journal Sentinel Tribune Post Dispatch News-Free Press Sun Chronicle Daily Planet Democrat Observer stopped by to offer a special deal: an introductory subscription for a dollar a week. MB had said she wanted to try the paper, not for the articles, but for the coupons, so I wrote him a check. He promised our subscription would start Wednesday. When I talked to MB, she said that no, she had wanted to try the Big City Universal Amalgamated Journal Sentinel Tribune Post Dispatch News-Free Press Sun Chronicle Daily Planet Democrat Observer, because she thought it would have more and better coupons, and their introductory subscription, while shorter, was cheaper.
We spent Tuesday, April 20, in Madison with GL. He is having his first follow-up evaluation since his diagnosis six years ago. We got through a substantial portion of it. It was an exhausting but productive day. We'll be going back next week for the rest of it.
Wednesday there was no paper. I called the circulation department, and they said new subscriptions take eight to ten days to begin. It didn't take them long to cash my check, but they didn't even have my name in the computer yet. And they wonder why newspapers are dying! I should have just stopped at Corner Gas for a Sunday paper.
We got the call Wednesday that GL's new glasses were in. MB went with him to get them. The office was closed. She called them back, and they said, "Which office did you go to?" "The one where he had his eyes tested." "Oh, that office is only open one day a week. The doctor is in his other office in the county seat today, but we could send them there next week." Thursday BB and I had a dentist appointment, and MB took GL to the county seat to get his new glasses. MB spent the rest of the week exploding out both ends.
April 13, GL went to a new eye doctor. The last doctor said he was just slightly farsighted, he only needed glasses for reading, and it was borderline whether he needed them for that. The new doctor said the problem is not so much his slight farsightedness as the fact that his eyes simply don't work together. He thought this might partially explain GL's difficulty with reading, writing, math, and any other task that requires clear visual perception. He said the new glasses will help, but he needs to wear them all the time, and he would give us the name of a specialist to follow up with. We're still waiting.
The boys spent the next two days exploding out both ends. GL doesn't so much throw up on things as at them. Yes, due to gravity, the puke eventually makes its way to the floor, so I have to clean that, too, but wherever he is standing when the wave hits, he launches the projectile horizontally (I think he holds the record for horizontal distance) and won't move or turn his head until he is done. If he has any warning it's coming, he shows no sign of it. He won't run to the bathroom before, during, or after. He won't even point his mouth down if you put a bucket under it. So I actually spent more time cleaning walls than floors. At least most of the number two ended up in the toilet.
April 16, BB went to a birthday party. April 17, BB and I went to a rocket launch. It was too windy to fly much. Most of the rockets that did fly went horizontal, and many of them crashed. April 18, after church, I went back to the launch for a little while (It was a two-day event, and not far from home) and the winds had decreased enough for a little more flying, but still limited to low flights on less wind-sensitive rockets. One of my favorite models snapped its shock cord and lawn-darted, while the parachute and nose cone headed for the state line. I'll have to rebuild it. We hurried home so MB could get to work and make up some hours so she could take Tuesday off.
Late that afternoon, a man from the Countywide Universal Amalgamated Journal Sentinel Tribune Post Dispatch News-Free Press Sun Chronicle Daily Planet Democrat Observer stopped by to offer a special deal: an introductory subscription for a dollar a week. MB had said she wanted to try the paper, not for the articles, but for the coupons, so I wrote him a check. He promised our subscription would start Wednesday. When I talked to MB, she said that no, she had wanted to try the Big City Universal Amalgamated Journal Sentinel Tribune Post Dispatch News-Free Press Sun Chronicle Daily Planet Democrat Observer, because she thought it would have more and better coupons, and their introductory subscription, while shorter, was cheaper.
We spent Tuesday, April 20, in Madison with GL. He is having his first follow-up evaluation since his diagnosis six years ago. We got through a substantial portion of it. It was an exhausting but productive day. We'll be going back next week for the rest of it.
Wednesday there was no paper. I called the circulation department, and they said new subscriptions take eight to ten days to begin. It didn't take them long to cash my check, but they didn't even have my name in the computer yet. And they wonder why newspapers are dying! I should have just stopped at Corner Gas for a Sunday paper.
We got the call Wednesday that GL's new glasses were in. MB went with him to get them. The office was closed. She called them back, and they said, "Which office did you go to?" "The one where he had his eyes tested." "Oh, that office is only open one day a week. The doctor is in his other office in the county seat today, but we could send them there next week." Thursday BB and I had a dentist appointment, and MB took GL to the county seat to get his new glasses. MB spent the rest of the week exploding out both ends.
Labels: autism, Blogging, Brother Bear, flu, glasses, Humor, Paper Trained, Was Your Day This Bad?
posted by Daniel "Captain" Kirk at
8:33 AM
3 Comments:
ewww. Projectile vomiting. Just not good. You have been busy.
Have either of the eye doctors suggested vision therapy? I've known two families that did this for their children and it helped.... They didn't really need glasses it just was their eyes were not tracking right.
Wow! Busy, busy, busy...
My younger brother struggled with reading. Glasses and vision therapy helped. I think that's what the specialist was for. I need to call back and see if I can get that information.
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