This reminds me I have a leftover omelet.
Hospitals make my stomach hurt. My mom, Kyan, Jack, and myself woke up at 5:30am yesterday to go to the hospital. My mom had a meeting and I was going to cut a patient's hair. The patient's name is Ms. Smith. She's blind, and on a ventilator because her lungs are damaged from something smoking-related. Kyan slept in an office, in the arms of a nurse, while I was away. When I went in her room to cut her hair, I had to wear this yellow smock thing and gloves. The smell of "sick" made it nearly impossible to keep my stomach bile down. Two nurses came to move her from the bed to a chair, I coudn't stand to watch. She's was a wheezing mess.
I put a shampoo cap on her hair and then proceeded with the cutting. Her hair was so painfully matted, I thought I was going to have to shave her bald. I somehow managed to salvage shoulder-length hair. At one point she accidently pulled the ventilator out of her neck. All these alarms started screeching, and I wasn't sure what was going on. A good minute passed when finally a nurse came back there and stuck it back in. It took far too long for anyone to come help her. I hate the hospital, I really do.
Afterwards, my mom and I took the kids to IHOP with my mom's co-worker, Jean. A young named Shane was our waiter. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he thought I was attractive, but I ignored it. An awkward moment was unavoidable, however, once Jean said something to Shane about me being cute, to which he agreed. She told him she'd be "screening applications," so he gave a little summary of himself that included his name, age, and "what a good guy he is." He gave me his phone number. I lost it -- oops.
My mom and I then went to the Rome mall. It was small, but it had so many fun things. A carousel that went unusually fast, we all road it, Kyan seemed confused. And a little indoor playground made of all this foam. Jack played and Kyan watched while I mulled through a store I'd never heard of that had the best clothes. My mom rented a stroller so she wouldn't have to carry Jack the whole time. She decided on a double "just in case" I decided to put Kyan in it, but I really didn't think he'd have the body control to sit in, as the seats had absolutely no recline. It was shaped like a car, with one seat in front of the other, and both seats had a little steering wheel. I decided to set Kyan in it, just to see if he even could. To my surprise, he was perfectly capable. He even pulled himself up to a sitting position, his back not even against the seat, all by himself. He reached out to the steering wheel and spun it, giggling and cooing. It was incredible to watch, it seems like he hit this "interactive" milestone out of nowhere. I also had to finally remove his head support thing from his carseat, as he really doesn't need it anymore and his head is getting too big.
We went home, but only briefly. Jack napped and when he woke up we went to Wal Mart. The purpose of the trip was to buy a walker for Kyan, but we didn't leave until three hours and $500 later. We bought every interesting thing was saw, all of our groceries, clothes for our children. Jack rode rides in the play center, I nursed Kyan in a race car, and won a Valentine's dog from the claw machine. We came home and Kyan tested out the walker. He was very excited. He immediately starting inching across the kitchen floor, grinning.
I also bought him organic rice cereal. His reflux is just getting out of control, and it seems to be bothering him more and more. I gave him a mixture today, it was 1tbsp rice cereal and 4tbsp breastmilk. He enjoyed it thoroughly, and seemed interested in the fact that he was being fed from a spoon, and he only spit up once today. I swore he'd have nothing but breastmilk until at least six months, but I'm not going to let myself feel guilty over a single tablespoon of organic rice cereal a day when it keeps my boy from uncomfortable vomitting all day long.
It looks like I won't be getting out to Texas until March. So many financial things have been coming up for Kevin lately. I'd like for things to just settle down. I've never been big on patience. Although I'm kind of okay with this recent change in plans, as this means we might be able to go see "300" together at IMAX (!!!).
I told Kyan this duck rattle looks like a cruel science experiment.
He dismissed my opinion, opting to eat it anyway.
I put a shampoo cap on her hair and then proceeded with the cutting. Her hair was so painfully matted, I thought I was going to have to shave her bald. I somehow managed to salvage shoulder-length hair. At one point she accidently pulled the ventilator out of her neck. All these alarms started screeching, and I wasn't sure what was going on. A good minute passed when finally a nurse came back there and stuck it back in. It took far too long for anyone to come help her. I hate the hospital, I really do.
Afterwards, my mom and I took the kids to IHOP with my mom's co-worker, Jean. A young named Shane was our waiter. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he thought I was attractive, but I ignored it. An awkward moment was unavoidable, however, once Jean said something to Shane about me being cute, to which he agreed. She told him she'd be "screening applications," so he gave a little summary of himself that included his name, age, and "what a good guy he is." He gave me his phone number. I lost it -- oops.
My mom and I then went to the Rome mall. It was small, but it had so many fun things. A carousel that went unusually fast, we all road it, Kyan seemed confused. And a little indoor playground made of all this foam. Jack played and Kyan watched while I mulled through a store I'd never heard of that had the best clothes. My mom rented a stroller so she wouldn't have to carry Jack the whole time. She decided on a double "just in case" I decided to put Kyan in it, but I really didn't think he'd have the body control to sit in, as the seats had absolutely no recline. It was shaped like a car, with one seat in front of the other, and both seats had a little steering wheel. I decided to set Kyan in it, just to see if he even could. To my surprise, he was perfectly capable. He even pulled himself up to a sitting position, his back not even against the seat, all by himself. He reached out to the steering wheel and spun it, giggling and cooing. It was incredible to watch, it seems like he hit this "interactive" milestone out of nowhere. I also had to finally remove his head support thing from his carseat, as he really doesn't need it anymore and his head is getting too big.
We went home, but only briefly. Jack napped and when he woke up we went to Wal Mart. The purpose of the trip was to buy a walker for Kyan, but we didn't leave until three hours and $500 later. We bought every interesting thing was saw, all of our groceries, clothes for our children. Jack rode rides in the play center, I nursed Kyan in a race car, and won a Valentine's dog from the claw machine. We came home and Kyan tested out the walker. He was very excited. He immediately starting inching across the kitchen floor, grinning.
I also bought him organic rice cereal. His reflux is just getting out of control, and it seems to be bothering him more and more. I gave him a mixture today, it was 1tbsp rice cereal and 4tbsp breastmilk. He enjoyed it thoroughly, and seemed interested in the fact that he was being fed from a spoon, and he only spit up once today. I swore he'd have nothing but breastmilk until at least six months, but I'm not going to let myself feel guilty over a single tablespoon of organic rice cereal a day when it keeps my boy from uncomfortable vomitting all day long.
It looks like I won't be getting out to Texas until March. So many financial things have been coming up for Kevin lately. I'd like for things to just settle down. I've never been big on patience. Although I'm kind of okay with this recent change in plans, as this means we might be able to go see "300" together at IMAX (!!!).
I told Kyan this duck rattle looks like a cruel science experiment.
He dismissed my opinion, opting to eat it anyway.