Jack is such a mystery. He's had such a miserable week and I can't really tell what is wrong with him. His oxygen sats are fine, but his heart rate is elevated and "miserable" is written all over his face. It's difficult enough having a medically fragile kid, but having a sick medically fragile kid who can't tell you where it hurts is just so hard. I can't imagine not being able to communicate my aches, pains, needs, etc. I suppose Jack communicates them through his body language, but we are just guessing at what might be wrong. Jack probably just wants to yell at us and tell us that we are guessing all wrong - if only he could. You remember how stressful having a newborn baby is because they can't tell you why they are crying? That same sense of helplessness has remained with me for the last nine years when it comes to trying to figure out Jack. Hopefully, he'll start feeling better soon.
TGTomorrowIF! I'm so tired. I've slept through my alarm every day this week .... which means everyone else overslept too (since I'm their alarm clock). It's been a week of morning madness.
On the Eric front:
Even though Eric is doing much better in school, he still does NOT like school. I was reading something Eric's teacher gave me that listed characteristics of the "bright learner" versus the "gifted learner". According to this particular comparison, a bright learner enjoys school and a gifted learner enjoys learning. This is so true when it comes to Eric. He just doesn't have time for school, he only wants to learn what he wants to learn, when he wants to learn it. The next twelve years are going to be a real challenge, I can tell already. The other day as we were walking into Eric's school he said to me "let's just turn around and leave mom, no one will notice". As if we were prisoners escaping from jail. We have a friend who homeschools her girls and Eric wants to know why I don't homeschool him. Yeah, right! Like I have patience for that.
Wishing you all a happy Friday.