It's been crazy around our house lately. Matt's back out of town, we have guests coming in town, we are gearing up for a vacation, the big nuero appt., and trying to figure out how and when I will get back to work.
We are able to mix in some fun between all the chaos that is: running Addison to and from school, keeping the house in some what decent order, being on constant seizure, wood floor walking, chair climbing, potty going patrol and managing to get the kids fed and to soccer practices.
We went bright and early to the Pumpkin patch yesterday! I made sure to get there when it wasn't too hot ,as heat, hunger and sleep appear to trigger Jake's seizures. The kids, Babi (pronounced Bubby )and I had a great time! The highlight for Jake was definitely the tractor pulled hayride.I think Addison loved everything evenly. She did not stop running or screaming in delight the whole time.
Last night, as I am finally getting used to this "Jake sleeping in his own bed thing," and figuring out it is possible to catch a least a couple winks of sleep, instead of worrying about him all night, I heard a blood curling scream at about 3:00am. You can imagine my terror. Initially I thought is was Addison having a night terror, as she often does. I then could tell that's not Addi. I try to unwrap myself from all the baby monitors that are sharing a pillow with me, run down the hall, just in time time to meet Addison running my way. She is saying "It's Jake, It's Jake!" I am terrified now, as I had leaped out of my bed and checked the video monitor I did not see him in his bed. "No blood, No blood, No blood." is all I can manage myself to think or say.....I finally, after what seems like 10 minutes for a distance of 30 feet ,make it to the kids jack and Jill bathroom....there is Jake laying on the floor. At this point I don't think I am breathing, and am already ordering Addi to get her flip flops on because we have to go get more stitches.
Luckily, though, after a very thorough head, lip, and chin check, there is no blood!
The cushioned toilet seats, circa 1965, that we bought after out first set of 8 stitches did the job!!! Jake walked away with a rather large red and tender spot on his check from the fall, but NO GASHES and, Thank God, no stitches!!!
Love the padded toilet seat!
Now to only figure out a way to keep him out of the restroom at night, but also give Addison access in.
God Bless~ Christine
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Here's to padded toilet seats!! I hope you were able to go back to sleep :)
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