Well ladies and gents, it’s been a hell of a week. Today is Sunday and I finally find myself with a few minutes to myself where I can look over the week behind me as well as the one that stretches out ahead of me.
In the week that has passed we have had some serious struggles. After much soul searching Patrick and I decided that it is best for our family if I stay home, and so on Monday morning I gave my notice. Once they find a replacement for me I will become a full time stay at home mom.
I’m sure that is a post in itself, so all I will say about it for now is that while I am very happy that we are financially safe enough for me to even have the option to stay home, but I will miss work. Of course every day I left here (for a whopping 6-8 hours twice a week) I missed the kids immensely. I know it is definitely for the best.
I’m sure most of you are familiar with Xander’s struggles. If you need a refresher course, you can find an entire page about Xan at the top of this one. Look for the tab that says Xander’s Story.
Everybody all caught up? Good!
So Xander is a picker. Or more specifically, a peeler and a scratcher. Since he was very young he would remove his skin in patches, typically on his feet and legs. Lately (since the regression, specifically) we have noticed that this only happens when Xander is either A. upset or B. tired. So whether it is him stimming or a coping mechanism for his severe anxiety issues or even something completely different, we just don’t know yet.
We are used to this behavior, as sick as it sounds. Now it barely phases me to have to soak everything in oxyclean and change his sheets almost daily because he bleeds through them.
But on Tuesday we noticed that Xan had a low grade fever and stopped bending his left leg. When we investigated further we saw that he had removed all of the skin from behind his knee. We fixed it up as best we could and figured that, like always, it would take care of itself with some tender care from us.
Later in the evening my mom in-law told us she was concerned. She and Xan had been cuddling together and his leg was looking far worse. There were blisters and pus and so much blood. We bundled Xan up and took him to emergency where we were given a diagnoses of impetigo, many snarky looks from people who probably think we abuse our son as he walked around pantless and covered in blood, and a fist full of prescriptions and a dermatologist referral.
Long story short, it’s getting better. It got worse before it got better and Xan had a scary fever spike, but he is on the mend now.
The last few days the baby has been out of sorts as well, and after last night’s awake-a-thon it’s safe to say that he and I are both sick. My worst symptom is the lack of energy and an incredibly sore throat, and it seems as though the baby has the sore throat along with a runny nose and even crankier disposition than normal. This child screams almost non stop in the best of times, I’ll leave it up to your imagination to figure out what his “off” days are like.
Next week is looking even crazier. Next week will be a blur of me working, Patrick going out of town, Xander’s appointments including EI, dermatologist and a second EEG (to investigate the abnormalities they found), but I know we will survive. We always do.
There were some highlights this week too. This week we started shopping for Xander’s 3rd birthday party! I am so pumped. We rented a SHIP for his party. A ship, in the middle of the prairies! So naturally we will be doing a pirate theme, and the ship happens to be an exact replica of the Santa Maria and is inside West Edmonton Mall. Pretty rad, right?
In other happy news we found a vegetarian chicken stock! This could single handedly change our lives… almost. With Xander’s life threatening egg allergy, eating chicken in any form is out of the question. Until now! I’m sure there will be a full review sometime in the future.
And so on that high note, I am signing off.
Wish us luck for our EEG on Thursday, we’ll need it.