2 posts tagged “anger”

i haven't posted much lately because i am hot and overheated and terribly uncomfortable. more details at the LJ but suffice it to say...

* i got to spend saturday evening in the hospital because of contractions (i can at least say that the hospital is nice, one of the two nurses i had was nice, we had cable in the room and we watched "mythbusters," and that hubby did a great job distracting the boy, and the baby is fine).

* have to relax, but not too much (since that would risk a blood clot). (but i am scared about being 50% effaced.)

so, the boy has a tedious oral fixation. (i suppose it'll come in handy when he's older, but right now, it's just disgusting, and potentially dangerous.) i thought he'd outgrow it by now, but apparently not.

i could deal with the chewing of the fingernails, as long as he leaves his toes alone. putting pencils and pens in his mouth (which i used to do) can lead to bad taste in the mouth, and accidental mustaches. putting legos and matchbox cars in his mouth has the potential for accidental swallowing (i suppose the wheels or lego heads would come out eventually, and not do too much damage). but tonight...

well, we were cleaning papers out of the garage, and somehow, an old deflated rubber/latex ball (which i remember sitting in the garage of our old house, gathering up who-knows-what) makes its way into the house, courtesy of an old box (i was trying to cook dinner at the time, and the spouse was supposed to be in charge of things). all of a sudden, i hear a weird sound, and the spouse saying to the boy, "why are you breathing weird?" "my mouth itches and feels funny," says the boy -- apparently, he decided that an old squishy ball the size of a deflated four-square ball needed to go in his mouth.

i force him into the bathroom, and try to get him to swish with water and spit out whatever is in his mouth. he drinks the water instead. "why did you swallow? i said swish!" (i was getting anxious and angry.) "i was thirsty," he replies.  so i made him swish three times, and then made him take some benedryl.

all through dinner, i'm fuming, thinking that the ball was probably sitting in the fertilizer spreader in our old garage, and how could he possibly put a ball in his mouth, and why didn't the spouse catch it, and why did he let him play with that crusty old thing in the first place? and i'm freaking out and upset, to the point that i'm crying at dinner, and finally go upstairs to call the doctor on call.

fortunately, our doctor said it was probably a sensitivity to latex (which i have as well, yay), and it caused his mouth to itch. she said i probably took care of it by giving him benedryl, but to keep an eye out for other symptoms. and he seemed fine at bedtime, fortunately, because i was contemplating staying up all night to keep an eye on him.

i know it's good for him to build up his immunity and all, but holy crap, this could have been a lot worse. as much as i hoped that this would train the oral fixation out of him, the fact that he put a lego stormtrooper in his mouth an hour later seems to indicate otherwise. (at least it wasn't a lego head up his nose -- those are annoying to extract, as i know to my woe).

i suppose it could be worse -- it could be an anal fixation... (sigh)