Loooonnnnng Thanksgiving Weekend

After Jimmy's 5-day break from school for Thanksgiving, I'm beginning to wonder if his ADHD medicine is working at all. He is on the Daytrana patch which we just upped from 10mg to 15mg three weeks ago. He is on the patch because he would not take any medicine in pill form. I would find them hidden in drawers, plants (the plants had no problems paying attention)

This whole weekend he has screamed at the top of his lungs while playing (he says he is singing). But it's very nerve racking! We have asked him not to be so loud, but he continues to scream!

He's also been very sweet. Last night he was laying in bed with me, playing on his Leapster and told me that I was his hero (awwww). We watched the SpongeBob Christmas Special which he just loved!

The other thing with this long weekend is he ate sooooo much! I'm glad he is eating, with the ADHD medicine he hardly eats, but I bet I fixed him something to eat at least 8-10 times each day! I guess Santa have to bring him bigger clothes ;) To be fair, he is the probably the oldest in his class, but certainly not the biggest! So I'm quite tickled that he's eating!!!

The Rocking Horse Incident

When Jimmy was 3 years old, he thought it would be totally cool to ride a rocking horse down a flight of steps! That little feat didn't end quite like he wanted it to. After we heard the blood curdling scream, we ran to Jimmy who had a huge knot on his head and a hell of a shiner.  I suggested a hospital to Rob, who reminded me that the doctor told us that we only needed to take him to the emergency room if vomiting was involved. No sooner than the words came out of his mouth, Jimmy started puking!!!  So Rob took him to Bethesda North Hospital instead of Children's because I remembered that a friend of mine said Children's Emergency room had been pretty packed lately. I figured if Bethesda thought he needed to be at Children's and they sent him via ambulance he would be seen quicker and that is exactly how it shook out.

I rode in the ambulance with Jimmy, I remember it was St. Patty's Day because the medic was wearing a little green hat.  They strapped Jimmy into a gurney and about 10 minutes into the ride, he had the gurney straps undone and was trying to get into some of the supplies! What a trooper. We spent about 4 hours in the emergency room with Jimmy who was so aggravated because they had the pulse rate monitor on the thumb he wanted to suck.  Sydney wouldn't look straight at him for a week because she couldn't stand seeing his black eye!

Jimmy's Arrival

Jimmy was born on May 14, 2004. I was actually scheduled for a c-section on May 13th, but the stupid doctor cancelled it. I went to the doctor on May 14th because something just didn't feel right. He actually wasn't moving, which was unusual, because he always woke me (yes even in my tummy) between 2 and 3 in the morning. Also, I couldn't see his tiny little foot outline on my stomach. I started bleeding heavily at the doctor's office and told the doctor who blew me off and said it was just break through bleeding. I decided to go to the hospital across the street and they immediately thought something was wrong. They started monitoring Jimmy and he kept crashing. I heard the anesthesiologist tell one of the nurses to get the doctor over to the hospital now! I remember the resident riding on the gurney with me down the hallway. I thought they only did that on TV! In the operating room I looked up and could see the reflection of the scaple in the doctor's hand, as he waited for me to go under. I really had no fear, I remember thinking "I hope he's patient..." then I was out! I awoke four hours later and there was Rob holding a tiny Jimmy. The doctors had told me during my pregnancy that he was going to be a big baby because of my gestational diabetes. He weighed in a little over 5 pounds! A nurse told me that my placenta abrupted, which is also why I had to get a blood transfusion, two pints! My original c-section had been scheduled to prevent the abruption.  I don't know if all the drama during his delivery, and lack of a good doctor, has anything to do with his developmental delays. I'm just glad he made it!

Meet Jimmy

Meet the awesome Jimmy! He is my wonderful and quirky 8 year old son. He has been diagnosed with ADHD, but we will probably be having him tested for other "things".  He is such a sweetie, I just wished I had a 4th of his energy! Heck, an 8th would be fantastic!  Over the next few days I will be writing more about Jimmy, his ADHD, and why if he were a cat he'd have about 5 or 6 lives left. It's interesting, trust me!