Yeah, I can imagine odd circumstances that would require you to bring your kid to work. But the right attitude in that circumstance is groveling apology when the tyke causes a disruption.
So the friend I mentioned earlier might’ve committed suicide. Take previous post and multiply by a few and add in melodrama.
I would certainly have sympathy in that case; I actually remember that happening a couple of times in college (amazingly, the kids weren’t disruptive at all). In all the time I’ve worked here, the only time kids show up is when someone randomly decides it would be fun to bring them in, or when someone wants to show off a new baby.
The earliest I can schedule an MRI is on Monday the 27th. My husband is on a business trip (at least he will be back by then) and I am all alone with two kids. I am so scared.
That’s terrible, ENugent. I don’t know anything about it (I was just consulting Dr. Google myself). This page talks about some vitamins that may help. I wish I had something more to offer, but you have my sympathy. How is your son reacting?
He is scared, but he doesn’t really know or understand how bad it could be. We haven’t even hinted that he could lose some or all of his vision.
He has fallen completely off the growth curve this year - his height is greater than 95 %ile, and his BMI is less than 3 %ile. (His weight is in the middle, just a bit below median - but a 5’ tall ten-year-old should weigh more than 70 pounds.) He looks like a little skeleton with skin. He’s been in feeding therapy for a year and he still practically won’t eat anything but Cheez-its and pepperoni. I don’t know what to do.
It’s August and the weather’s going to turn to scorching hot (for Minnesota - 88F), so it’s time for local news with their never-ending coverage of “The Great Minnesota Get Together”, aka the State Fair. For those of us who don’t like the traffic congestion it brings, who try to avoid shoulder-to-shoulder crowds, who don’t think deep-fried Twinkies are gourmet food, and who don’t think great entertainment is grandstand acts from two decades ago - please stop. Otherwise, it’ll be two weeks of the same happy, sappy stories. Please stop!
Well, fuck. Turns out I have a lot more wrong with my teeth than a little defective crown. The most pressing problem at the moment: I have a dead tooth that requires an emergency root canal first thing in the morning. From the bone loss at the base of the tooth, the new dentist thinks this isn’t a recent problem. Pretty much every filled tooth in my mouth will need to be either redone or covered with a crown, as my previous dentist tended to use a mix of amalgams and composites when filling teeth, which is apparently a massive no-no as the two materials don’t bond properly and basically leave gaps that allow more decay to form. Other fillings are very obviously little more than patch jobs, with sizable gaps visible on the x-rays. Even my front teeth are pretty much gone – the previous dentist thought it would be a good idea to combine composite fillings with veneers, which are starting to fail (as evidenced by the aforementioned dead tooth, which will be the second time this has happened to one of the veneered teeth). I only have a quote for fixing the top front teeth – including the root canal. Fucking fuck. :mad:
{{{hugs}}} Wish I had some answers/help for you and your family. My son stopped eating when he was about 12, and his weight dropped down to about 60-ish lbs. It was a very scary time, and I can only imagine how hard it is for you right now.
I’m sorry, but are there any open MRIs available in your area? Perhaps it would be an easier time for your son to use the open version. Also, did your doctor try to call on your behalf for an MRI appointment? The diagnostic centers by me will usually give priority appointments when doctors call in, and stress the urgency.
Please remember to take care of yourself as well your family.
Sending healing and positive vibes to all,
Wallet
Several years ago, mt business partner called me into his office after a meeting with a customer. Apparently this customer wanted to pay all cash for a large order.
My partner called me in to hand me my cut. 100 one hundred dollar bills. They didn’t fit in a standard letter envelope, I had to use a big mailing envelope, folded over once. It was a good day,
This is apparently the local version of a priority appointment. Part of it is that we really want him to do it under anesthesia, and that rules out a lot of local centers. But we don’t think he can actually stay still in an MRI machine long enough to get good images without anesthesia, plus his anxiety would be through the roof. So we really only have one hospital to choose from (Seattle Children’s, which is really good, but also really full).
I think I’m finally hitting the “you can only stay at this high a level of anxiety for so long before your body just shuts it down” stage. He has an extra OT appointment today to meet his new therapist and work with both of them on feeding therapy (his old therapist, who we love, is moving out-of-state this fall), and I have a therapy appointment where I will at least get to talk about this for an hour without having to put on a brave face.
^^^good luck ENugent with your appt. today. You need to voice your concern about his eating/losing weight. Maybe they have some more aggressive eating therapies. Will he do protein shakes? I am thinking about you today.
Oh, I’ve been voicing that concern all along. One problem I have is that I’m not sure I have adequately conveyed to the different players how serious this is. I spent the first half of the OT appointment yesterday talking to the therapist about goals and plans going forward. As we were about to finish, she asked some question about what the MRI would be looking for. I told her I didn’t know all the things they’d be looking for, but that if he had a brain tumor, we’d probably see it. She acted like I’d slapped her, and asked if that was really one of the possible diagnoses. It is, although it would be someone unusual for a 10-year-old to have a brain tumor.
He won’t do shakes. The only things he is willing to drink are milk and water, and dairy seems to constipate him so we don’t want to give him too much of that. The OT has been approaching it from a sensory perspective, but is starting to think that there is some other organic cause to his failure to gain weight. Maybe the gastroenterologist will have some idea about that. It’s just so hard to actually talk to any of the doctors about what is going on, and I don’t feel like the nurse messages passed back and forth are really getting the job done. I wish the doctors would talk to each other, but that doesn’t seem to be how the system works.
People, peeeeople…!*
Why can’t we all take thirty seconds to google something before we start a thread?
We’ve had questions like “Does Michelob beer still exist?” The second reply is “Try going to this site: http://www.michelob.com/ There is a button at the top that says ‘Where to Find our Beer’”
But no one’s going to know that without opening the thread, so a lot of people are going to think they have the answer, and it’ll end up being days of “I think I saw a Michelob at McSnidely’s House of Pilsners…” “Well, I ordered one at Ferd’s Sporty Bar, and Ferd Himself found one in the basement fridge!”
Or “WTH? Palmetto.” where the OP makes the effort to start a thread asking about Palmetto cheese: “Is that a thing or is it a humongous typo? They had on the shelf at least 30 tubs of it. Am I crazy?”
First response was just “Palmetto Cheese - Wikipedia”
C’mon, peeeeople… Google first, THEN start a new thread.
*I had a professor who was pretty laid back, but when he got really put out he’d whine “People, peeeeople…!” in that I’m Not Mad, Just Disappointed In Humanity tone.
Best of luck, ENugent. Please let us know how the appointment goes on Monday.
My right hand hurts. It’s hurt for about a week. It’s like a 4 out of ten in my like thumb meat of my palm and is tender along the base finger bone of my index finger on the top of my hand to the first bone in my wrist. I just woke up and it hurt and I can’t figure out why. Nothing is bruised and it’s not really swollen. It’s just driving me crazy. I can’t decide if I should go in or not because I can’t tell if this pain is physical or in my head.
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Did you recently get broadband Internet access?
Hey! WTH? Palmetto- was me. I did google it. No pimento cheese reference, that I saw. I swear I looked. Palmetto seemed to be too close to pimento. Which seems is a mis-spelling, too. Just saying.
Funny. I’ve had broadband for a long while. Also, I’m a woman soooooooooo…
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Your symptoms sound like mine did when I started getting carpal tunnel syndrome. I hope I’m wrong about your case.