Well, not the Friday I was hoping for. Owen woke up late and informed me before he even got out of bed that he had to go see his doctor, saying her full name, because he had a snotty nose, cough, and fever. As much as I hate that he was sick I was beyond thankful for his words and for him to be able to tell me exactly what was wrong with him. To know that he could express this brings tears to my eyes. He used to sing “mommy called the doctor and the doctor said no more monkeys jumping on the bed” when he was sick and that was music to my ears for the same reason but now he told me details.
Last night he made a little cough sound but I thought it was because of the milk he swallowed because there were no other signs. He told me that he needed to see burger boy, the statue he loves, on the way there and Burger King on the way home. He listed everything that was going to happen when he got to the appointment including his beloved elevator ride to the office. I knew he had diagnosed himself correctly as soon as he got out of bed so I knew we were going to see the doctor today. I prayed it wasn’t any of the stuff going around and that it was his usual sinus infection that he generally gets a couple of times a year.
I called when his doctor’s office opened and thankfully they were able to get us in this afternoon. At that point, he realized his big weekend plans were dashed and this was not a happy moment for him nor would it be over the next few days. He was extremely excited that he was going to see his doctor though and the “how much time on my timer” questions began.
He was dressed and ready to see his doctor very early. He was eating and drinking. Plus occasionally running through the house stating he gets to see her and then going to Burger King so he at that point was full of energy at that point. This gave me hope that it was his sinuses. I’m not quite sure why he decided that Burger King was what he wanted to do after his appointment but he was so happy about his decision.
The questions of what she would be wearing started almost immediately when he woke up. Last time she had black jeans on that we called “very dark blue.” He has told so many people that she had “dark blue that were black.” We talked about it and he was saying all the right things so I prayed he would handle it when we got there.
We headed to his appointment passing the burger boy statue and off we went to his favorite elevator ride. He handled it like a champ. He was so excited to see the nurse. It had been quite some time since this nurse had seen us and she was quite impressed with his progress and how he handled everything. The doctor came in and he did great. Thankful it was just his sinus stuff. We headed to his chosen Burger King and he talked the whole way there about seeing his doctor. I am so relieved. He knows we aren’t going anywhere for the next few days. This was very sad for him. He told me when “Owen gets better we can go out to dinner with grandma to ‘cracker burial,’ Bob Evans, Diehl’s, and DQ.”
He was pretty tired but still eating and drinking as the night went on. By seven however, he wanted his supplements and to sit with me in the “white bed.” He was asleep instantly. I let him sleep for a bit and then got him to go to his bed. I pray he sleeps late again and is feeling better in the morning. It usually takes about a week for him to get through it but hopefully, in the next couple of days most of it will work through his system. He was such a trooper through the entire day. As hard as it was for him to miss school at least he got to see one of his favorite people. He told me he got to see “my Penny” what he calls his doctor before he went to bed. My son truly has a heart of gold for his people and the world around him. Let your love shine through and watch how you change the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
Last night he made a little cough sound but I thought it was because of the milk he swallowed because there were no other signs. He told me that he needed to see burger boy, the statue he loves, on the way there and Burger King on the way home. He listed everything that was going to happen when he got to the appointment including his beloved elevator ride to the office. I knew he had diagnosed himself correctly as soon as he got out of bed so I knew we were going to see the doctor today. I prayed it wasn’t any of the stuff going around and that it was his usual sinus infection that he generally gets a couple of times a year.
I called when his doctor’s office opened and thankfully they were able to get us in this afternoon. At that point, he realized his big weekend plans were dashed and this was not a happy moment for him nor would it be over the next few days. He was extremely excited that he was going to see his doctor though and the “how much time on my timer” questions began.
He was dressed and ready to see his doctor very early. He was eating and drinking. Plus occasionally running through the house stating he gets to see her and then going to Burger King so he at that point was full of energy at that point. This gave me hope that it was his sinuses. I’m not quite sure why he decided that Burger King was what he wanted to do after his appointment but he was so happy about his decision.
The questions of what she would be wearing started almost immediately when he woke up. Last time she had black jeans on that we called “very dark blue.” He has told so many people that she had “dark blue that were black.” We talked about it and he was saying all the right things so I prayed he would handle it when we got there.
We headed to his appointment passing the burger boy statue and off we went to his favorite elevator ride. He handled it like a champ. He was so excited to see the nurse. It had been quite some time since this nurse had seen us and she was quite impressed with his progress and how he handled everything. The doctor came in and he did great. Thankful it was just his sinus stuff. We headed to his chosen Burger King and he talked the whole way there about seeing his doctor. I am so relieved. He knows we aren’t going anywhere for the next few days. This was very sad for him. He told me when “Owen gets better we can go out to dinner with grandma to ‘cracker burial,’ Bob Evans, Diehl’s, and DQ.”
He was pretty tired but still eating and drinking as the night went on. By seven however, he wanted his supplements and to sit with me in the “white bed.” He was asleep instantly. I let him sleep for a bit and then got him to go to his bed. I pray he sleeps late again and is feeling better in the morning. It usually takes about a week for him to get through it but hopefully, in the next couple of days most of it will work through his system. He was such a trooper through the entire day. As hard as it was for him to miss school at least he got to see one of his favorite people. He told me he got to see “my Penny” what he calls his doctor before he went to bed. My son truly has a heart of gold for his people and the world around him. Let your love shine through and watch how you change the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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