medical visits

Tommy's caregiver called Thursday afternoon: "Tommy's had an accident. He and (another boy) were holding hands and running back and forth. Tommy fell and hasn't moved his arm since then-it's been about 45 minutes."

So we were off to the Children's Hospital Emergency Room- almost exactly 6 months after my last visit there, when Henry had pneumonia.

Tommy sat quietly on my lap for about 2 hours in the waiting room. He would whimper and cry briefly at random times, or if we moved. When the nurse examined him, she mentioned something called nursemaid's elbow and called the resident in to check it out. When they asked him where it hurt, though, Thomas kept pointing to his wrist. So we were sent to x-ray.

The x-ray technician lifted Tommy's arm, turned it underside-up, and asked me to hold it firm. This produced some tears from both mother and child. After the x-ray, the tech gave Tommy some stickers. The next thing I know, he's using both hands to peel the stickers and affix them all to the front of his shirt.

So it was nursemaid's elbow after all, and the process of manipulating the arm for the x-ray had remedied it. I was quite relieved. Tommy has had no pain since, but we do need to be careful not to pull him by the hand, as he'll be more susceptible to the injury from now on.


Saturday morning we all visited the dentist. The past few times both boys have observed Bill and I getting our cleanings. Henry has refused to let them clean his teeth, but has allowed the dentist to count them.

This was Tommy's first cleaning, and he behaved just as I expected: perfectly! This child sits so still for haircuts and doctor visits- I think God was trying to balance out my children's personalities in this regard- He must have decided that I've been through enough stress holding Henry still for medicine dosing and doctor appointments, He thought He'd throw me a bone with the kid who insists on wearing a costume every single day of his life, but is very cooperative for teachers, doctors, and other professionals.

But the surprise of the visit was that Henry decided to let the hygienist clean his teeth!!!!!!!!! Everyone shout Hooray!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so relieved about this also because I had this nagging guilt at the back of my mind: my child is 7 years old and has never been to the dentist. I intended to make an appointment at an office that specializes in special needs kids, but of course have never gotten around to it.

I am so so so proud of Henry. I think he just needed a few visits with us to get the lay of the land and wrap his mind around the idea- about a year and a half of mulling it over, and he was ready!

He chose a Pirates of the Caribbean pencil as his treat, and told me that he wanted "to use it for teacher and independent" at school.