So it's the last three days of school, we are running around, buying presents for the teachers, preparing for our vacation, and cleaning the apartment for the time away. Of course, Mr. Money Wrench comes down with a 104 degree fever at school on Monday! Tried to get him back on Wednesday (the last day of school until July), but, that morning, at his Occupational Therapy session, James climbed into the trampoline, and laid down. When his therapist went in to see what was up, he crawled into her arms and sobbed. He even pressed her hand to his left ear. GREAT! Canceled school but dropped off the gifts for the teachers and therapists (special ed means ten people who deserve way more than we can give) and squishy balls for James' classmates. Then we had an hour to kill before the doctor. We came home and took our daily walk around the neighborhood. When I saw the time flying by, I had to vary the walk a bit and was afraid James would flip at the changed routine. Although he did protest, it was handle-abe (is that a word?). Good news at the doctor: not only was James an angel behavior-wise, he had no ear or strep infections. His doctor recommended laying low for a few days and starting therapy again when I thought he could handle it. I canceled this morning's session but, OH! He could definitely have handled it! You better believe we went to speech this afternoon.Life with James requires constant juggling - and this week really hammered that point home. Abort all plans and regroup. No school. No cleaning. Just James. Did I mention that yesterday James' Medicare was incorrectly canceled? Now David's schedule is screwed. Instead of tidying up loose ends at work before vacation, he is running around and doing all the paper AND leg work to get James' Medicare reinstated.
Only one more day (two for poor David at work) then TO THE BEACH! See you in July . . .
