I had forgotten to submit this story about what happened this past week on Tuesday morning. We were headed out to BS at church when I realized Ian had a poopy diaper. So Ethan came with me to Ian’s room to change his diaper. The lock on the door was still reversed from when Ethan had the room and we were training him to stay in there. Ethan has lossed his obsession with pockets and is now obsessed with locks. He locks himself out of his room quite frequently. So I guess it should be no suprise that he would play with the lock on Ian’s room. So he says, mommy the door is locked. I quickly realize that we are stuck in the room because the lock is on the outside of the door. I couldn’t find anyting in the room to pop it open so I had to climb out of the window. The window has something on it that keeps it from opening all the way but thankfully there was just enough room for me to climb out. I put in the code to the garage door so I could get back into the house. What an adventure! Something always happens right before I’m headed out the door. I called George to tell him what happened and he laughed and laughed. I didn’t find it so funny.

I hurt my back yesterday morning so I’m an invalid today. I have chronic issues with my lower back but I’ve been doing fine since having Ian. I was supposed to return to the chiro. after having him but I’ve been too busy. I think all the lifting of Ian in his carrier helped trigger it. Anyway, George had to take off work today to help out. I was out of the meds I used the last time I hurt my back so George called in a favor from a friend but it was ineffective and sleeping was very uncomfortable last night. I’ll be seeing the chiro. first thing tomorrow so hopefully I’ll be back to normal soon. Being in pain like this is just more evidence of the effects of the Fall, and that I’m getting older. Now if I just had a pill box to organize all my asthma and allergy meds…

After two nights of no sleep, I finally got a full nights sleep last night. Yay! The night before last, George was at work so I was by myself. I woke up at 12:30 with asthma issues and after an hour of nonstop coughing I used my inhaler (I know, I know, I should have used it sooner). Of course that means I’m up for the night. Shortly thereafter, Ethan woke up scared of the monsters in his room. Then later I had to go in and give Ian his pacifier twice so finally at 5:30 I decided to just stay in Ian’s room and slept til he got up. So after a good night’s sleep last night I feel so much better. The Prednisone makes me feel so jittery during the day, my hands shake all day (making bottle measuring difficult) but at the same time I’m exhausted. This morning I got up early and worked out on the treadmill for the first time in I don’t remember (probably my first trimester last year). Yay me! I gave Ethan two stickers for staying in bed all night-I was so happy!

I went to the allergist yesterday because I’ve been on antibiotics for 10 days and I’m still coughing. Turns out my sinus infection is better but my cough is from my asthma that was triggered by the sinus infection. So now it’s my turn on Prednisone. They had me take some yesterday afternoon but the rest I take in the mornings. It kept me up all night (now I know why Ethan was so hyper last week). It didn’t help that Ethan came in our room twice last night. We’ve been doing a chart system to enourage him to stay in his room at night since he is afraid of the dark. He does well for a few nights and then has trouble again.

We are all recovering from being sick the last couple of weeks. Ethan had to do another round of prednisone for his asthma which was pure torture for us. He is so aggressive and hyper on the medication. I have a hard time knowing what to do when he is out of control. I know that if it weren’t for the medication he wouldn’t be acting out, yet I can’t just let it go. We are so glad he is done with it. Until next time… All of us ended up on antibiotics for our sinus infections. I knew I was getting one but when I went in a few weeks ago they said I didn’t have one yet, so 10 days later I call and describe my symptoms and low and behold, I have one. Of course I’m now miserable after going so long without treatment. And as a result I have to increase my asthma meds again. Ian has adjusted to sleeping on his side and is now in his own room. Yay! He is sleeping well at night which I can’t say the same for Ethan. We’ve determined that Ethan is scared of the dark. After several sleepless nights had by all of us after he came in our room a hundred times during the night. I let him sleep in his room last night with the light on. The PT said Ian’s neck muscles are improving in strength so we keep up his exercises. Thankfully Ian hasn’t caught anything. He just happy and smiling at everyone. When I put him in the car he smiles at himself in the mirror behind his seat and laughs and babbles at himself.

George has a sinus infection again as do I. He had allergy testing this past week to see what he is allergic to so we know why he has chronic sinus infections. We were suprised to find out that he doesn’t have any allergies. Looks like he’ll have to have a CT scan to see what’s causing the infections. Ethan has been congested since October, I really need to get him tested too, just trying to work out the logistics. He was just on a round of steroids at Christmastime and now they want him on it again because he woke up today with horrible barking coughing. I told the doctor to give me the prescription but that I would hold off on it until it worsens because of how horrible Ethan’s behavior is when he is on the Orapred. And poor Ian has been congested since birth. I have already been through at least three bottles of Baby Ayr.

Ian had his PT eval. today for his torticollis. She measured his head and his flatness and said that if it flattened two more millimeters he would have a serious problem with the flat head. She said that it can cause distortion of facial features, such as ears being misaligned. He now has to sleep on his side and we have to restrict the amount of time he is on his back (meaning he can’t just be plopped down anywhere when we have to do something). We have to go every week for PT so she can work on stretching his neck muscles. He probably developed it in the womb where he had cramped quarters.