Apr 14, 2010 02:53
Thursday last week, Morna had tiny little dots all over her body. No one noticed at daycare, but they seem to not pay attention to detail. The director and I are working on that. I didn't see a further reaction, so I continued her medication through Friday. When I picked her up from daycare, there were three times the number of spots and they had gotten red. I immediately discontinued the medicine and the spots are gradually fading. I can still see some of them, especially in the diaper area.
This past Saturday, Morna and I were at my gaming session. As per usual, she pulled herself up and fell several times. I thought maybe she bumped her face really good, as a lump formed to the immediate left of her nose. It never went down, even on Sunday. I already had an appointment with the pediatrician for Monday, so I asked her when I arrived. We were sent to get x-rays and an ultrasound of her face to determine what the lump was. It's filled with fluid and apparently is a backed up tear duct, probably as a result of having a cold in her eye a week earlier. It isn't infected currently, but if it becomes infected, she'll have an abscess in her face. In 7 hours, we're due at the eye specialist's office to have it drained away. I don't know what that entails. She's already on another round of antibiotics to prevent the formation of an infection in her tear duct. For the ear infection, the pediatrician gave her a shot that should have cleared it out.
So it has come to me that I am, apparently, unable to sleep normal hours when I'm worried about Morna. I've taken to cooking and cleaning, things I used to do when I was happy. I wonder if I am doing them because it gives me something to do aside from worry, to fill my time while I'm not sleeping, or because the fact that I did these things regularly during the time in my life I was happiest and it is therefore soothing due to mental/emotional linkage? Who knows? I only ever bother to ask these questions when I'm so tired that my thought process circumvents my psychological trauma from that time. After I've slept, I won't be able to consider the concept without flashbacks. It's kinda sad. I think all of the possibilities apply here.
The banana nut muffins are done, so I guess it's time to sleep now? Yes, uplinktruck, you're welcome to come and snag half a dozen or more. ^_^ They're super-tasty!