Well, today was chaotic as usual.
My sister and I had to leave the house this morning at 6:00 for a meeting. A meeting my boss decided to show up for...not to help or anything...just to observe us and complete an evaluation. Guess it went well, but you never know. We did 4 round robins and my sister had one group and I had the other. Glad its over. I love talking. I love training. I love joking with people. I love having all eyes on me and being forced to think on my feet. I really love that part of my job. Just not 4 times in a row early in the morning.
I also love my sister. She is my best friend and my co-worker. She usually keeps a level head when I am in one of my moods. Today she tolerated my weaving in and out of traffic and road rage quite well... with only a few squeals and gasps. Kristin is my go to person, for good and bad news. We share a brain at times. (OK...a lot of the time!) And she often bears the brunt of my (more now than before) frequent bad moods. She loves my family and my kids love her. I'm honored she's my sister.
Kristin was in the car with me today as I frantically called our pediatrician's office over and over again. (apparently they take a 2 hour lunch) My mom called while we were eating lunch with our boss to tell me our PT this morning thought Kendall was wheezing pretty bad. This news paired with the news that the Nutritionist today said Kendall lost 12 oz. was really discouraging. I have this nagging feeling pretty much all the time she is aspirating. With a normal child, I would have chalked the wheezing up to allergies. With Kendall I freaked out immediately. So, off to the Dr.'s office we went again today. Fortunately after one breathing treatment it cleared. Our awesome pediatrician actually drew me a picture explaining what was causing the wheezing. So now Kendall is on breathing treatments for a few days...but thankfully no pneumonia or aspirating. Hopefully she will be back to "normal" again soon and begin eating and sleeping on a schedule. When we were leaving the Dr.'s office I thought things were starting to look up. That is until I broke down the wheelchair and it caught my big toenail and ripped it almost all the way off. (I said a few choice words in the parking lot of a pediatrician's office!)
Tomorrow we hope to go back to the lovely wonderland called the DMV (TOTAL sarcasm) and get our handicap parking sticker. Its not like we need it because I can't walk, but with Kendall getting so big and her head control so crappy, it isn't easy getting her out of the car and into her chair when in a tight parking spot. I have no shame in using it when Kendall is with me! Also, recently it has become more and more of an irritation to me when I see unauthorized people parking in them. It makes my blood boil. Not as much as the rude people at the DMV, but close.
Hopefully tomorrow will be less eventful and more routine...but I won't hold my breath! Hope you all are having a good week.
By the way, if anyone knows how to add a picture to a header please let me know. I spent way too much time last night watching the Bachelor and trying to figure that out.