Sickies and other fun

It has been a LONG week. I ended up with a sinus infection last week which has dragged ON and ON. I think the infection part is now gone, but I'm still dealing with a crapton of drainage. Lovely sinuses. Over the weekend, I was averaging MAYBE 3 hours of sleep a night, if that. So I took Monday off to rest (didn't do too much of that tho). Tuesday was back at work, but around 11 or so, I suddenly had this...attack? I got dizzy, sweaty, nauseous, and pretty much was certain that I was either going to puke or faint at work. Neither of which is preferable. After laying my head down on my desk did nothing to help, I ended up laying down on the floor of my office. No, not the ideal place to lie down, but...it was all I could think of. Thank goodness, I have a door to my office which LOCKS. Ha. So as that did not ease the attack, I finally decided I was going to have to suck it up and go home, lest I seriously embarass myself at work. Again, not ideal. And probably dangerous...but I cranked the A/C on the way and made it, where I passed out in my bed for 2 hours. Not sure WHAT caused that but likely a bad combination of allergy meds, drainage, lack of sleep, too much caffeine and too little food/liquid. Fortunately I've been feeling a bit better since.

As if being sick wasn't enough...D had to add his own issues into the pot. No, not his fault at all. We went to see his neurologist for a check up, and as his seizures are not under control, we decided to change one of his seizure meds. This means weaning off one at the same time as ramping up the new one. That started on Sunday, and there has been a definite difference in homeboy. He basically has been acting like he has no rules to follow. Not cool, little man, not cool.

And to top off all the icing on that cake, I've been having huge eating issues with D. To the point where he's lost weight. He just won't eat half the time, and I know my friend who kept him this summer struggled all summer to get him to eat anything. The neuro is sending him to a nutritionist. I'm not quite sure what good that will do, but we'll give it a whirl. In the meantime, I FINALLY got him to at least willingly drink Pediasure (watered down). But eating is still a struggle. I worry so much about my little man, I wasn't near this worried til it turned out he had lost weight. His pedi wasn't concerned at his 7 year well visit back in June, but the weight loss hadn't happened or wasn't as bad then. She just called it a "phase" and made me feel a bit crazy. Well, guess what, lady...it's a problem! I hate when people brush you off, when your momma instinct is just screaming. But I'm glad we have somewhat of a game plan now to get this little monster boy eating!