My darling Steven, who brings sunshine wherever he goes, is truly the joy of my "old age"! Because of his developmental delays, hearing impairment, etc., life is kept busy, too.
He has Occupational Therapy, Speech and Physical Therapy on Thursdays, and OT and Speech on Fridays.
Around the time of his birthday, the therapists pointed out that he was "tongue tied" and should probably have his tongue "clipped". So, an appointment was made to have that done on August 28.
On August 24, he had an appointment with the ENT specialist. That appointment was mainly follow-up on his hearing impairment. But I mentioned he was scheduled to have his tongue clipped the following Monday. The ENT looked at him and said, " He isn't tongue tied! Call and cancel the appointment!" I'm like, what!? Great, now who am I supposed to believe!!
Well, we got home that day too late for me to call; I didn't have time on Friday either (plus, we had no phone, thanks to that storm that knocked out the water pump!). So, come Monday morning, I took him in for the procedure anyway. I told them what the ENT said.
The attending doctor looked at him, and said that he was kind of borderline. He would probably be okay without the porcedure, but would probably benefit much more by having it done.
Well, we went ahead and had it done. He did just fine. Well, until we were on our way home, and he started waking up. He began to cry, and cry, and cry! I had to stop at Winn Dixie along the way, to pick up some pain medication. Here he was, crying and crying, and blood coming from his mouth! Everyone kept wondering what was wrong with him! I immediately gave him some of the medicine, and he fell asleep on the way home.
He slept a lot that day! And our visiting flat traveler kept him company!
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