Update December 7, 2024

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Saturday

Saturday, Aaron and I played D&D (we almost TPK’d). Then, Aaron played on the computer with IL5 and dad and I went to the gym. Then I got some reading done.

Sunday

Sunday, I was tired. IL5 had repeatedly woken me up overnight asking how much longer till 6 o’clock. Then in church I couldn’t stand during service. I took a nap when I got home, and then wanted to go mini-golfing (which my original plan for earlier in the day). I accidentally had us out mini-golfing when M12 was supposed to be at rehearsal for his band. 😱 The combination of the holiday weekend and feeling lightheaded totally blipped it from my mind. Later in the afternoon, I played LEGO with IL5, and then sat in his room with him for a while (since he doesn’t like being in there alone).

Monday

Monday I took dad to his cardiac rehab. Then I cooked a weeks’ worth of food for me and M12 At the same time, I called the clinic where IL5 got his OT referral. They wanted to switch him to PT, but I assured them that I wanted OT. She said she’d ask OT if that’s something they’d do, and call back. So instead of going to the gym, I had to sit next to my phone and wait for a call. But I got him scheduled in January. In the evening, I cooked chicken.

IL5 got angry in art class and threw a stool. They had to empty the classroom until the principal came and got him. He now knows that throwing a stool is not a good way to respond to anger. He was angry that his T-rex’s legs were too small. When he got home, I told him the legs were fine, it just looked like it was jumping. He yelled at me that it wasn’t jumping, then drew a trampoline and hung it on the fridge.

In the evening, IL5 relaxed with some videos. That is also what D15 did. And M12 went to Boy Scouts, or whatever they call it.

Tuesday

Tuesday, Aaron and I ran a lot of errands. We went to three different grocery stores to get the ingredients for jambalaya. We returned some Amazon-bought shoes that were way to big for Loki. We bought a cute Christmas tree star.

I went to the gym with dad. He had a personal trainer appointment, and I was on the treadmill and lifted weights with my legs.

M12 had his first jazz band rehearsal. He was worried I wouldn’t know, and would call 911 on him again (mind you, when I did that last year it was because he was specifically told to come home directly after school, and he stayed for something he didn’t know he had to do, and he didn’t call to let me know). I feel that if M12 was worried I’d call 911, he should have called me Tuesday.

IL5 wrote a letter to Operation Santa. In case you’re unfamiliar with it, USPS collects letters to Santa, and posts them on the internet. People can adopt a letter, and send a present. IL5 asked for a toy crane, a balloon for punching when he gets angry (instead of throwing a stool in art class and getting the room cleared out), and a roomba. Then he asked for a jacket, shoes, and catfood. I’m like “great, some good Samaritan is going to adopt him and think we don’t have the resources to buy him a jacket, shoes, and catfood.” 🤷‍♀️

Then my friend Liz came over and we ate pizza and watched Doctor Who. My nephew J20 was there for the pizza.

When getting ready for bed, IL5 asked if birds fart. Aaron and I decided that they have intestines and gut bacteria, so they probably fart. But it’s a good question.

Wednesday

Wednesday I woke not feeling well. I couldn’t tell if it was depression or illness. I bullied through work in the morning, and sat useless until it was time to take dad to his appointment. Aaron had to go get D15 because she wasn’t feeling well, either (which I suspect was also depression, in retrospect). I dropped dad off at his appointment. My sister was going to pick him up.

Aaron had a second interview (by video) in the afternoon, and then we went out to BWW to celebrate. After that, I took a 3 hour nap. When I awake, the kids were home, watching TV.

Thursday

Thursday, I took dad to his primary care physician. Aaron, dad, and D15 (who had a mental health day) went to Perkins while I made calls and ran errands.

Then I took M12 to his eating psychologist. She said he’d gained 2 pounds since last time, but that since starting at the eating disorder clinic he has gone from 19th percentile BMI to 16th percentile. They want him to be at 25th percentile. Now, I don’t mind him being at the weight he is, as long as he doesn’t lose weight or become thinner. So it was upsetting to hear his BMI percentile had actually gone down. But, finally, I decided that probably many boys got more muscular when they went through puberty, and M12 didn’t, because he’s naturally not muscular, so his percentile would go down without him getting thinner. So that’s ok.

Then I talked to IL5’s gastroenterologist’s nurse. She was worried that IL5 doesn’t poop every day (give me a break, isn’t every other day ok?), and IL5 has frequently been going 4-5 days without pooping (today he’s on day 6). So they want us to do a gut cleanout at home this weekend (which is IL5’s birthday). So, yay to lots of poop on your birthday?

In the evening, IL5 went to Cub Scouts and I read to D15.

Friday

Friday I took IL5 to speech therapy and then dad to cardiac rehab. Following that, Aaron and I took IL5 to see Santa. We stood in line in the cold for over an hour, but we got to Santa right before he was about to leave. Then I cooked some chicken in preparation for making jambalaya on Saturday. I promised IL5 I’d wake him up at 6am because he thinks it’s a magical time between night and morning, but despite much shaking, and moving around, and calling his name, he wouldn’t wake up. In the morning, he cried real tears about not waking up, so I promised I would force him to wake up at 6am.

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