Before I get to the exciting stuff, we had a nice day. We made all kinds of goodies to take to my mom's tomorrow. Nate and Megan helped a lot, and it amazes me how much faster it all goes with two capable helpers in the kitchen. Ben helped stir everything. Even the clean up was a snap with me doing dishes, Nate sweeping, and Megan wiping down counters. Yes, when we were done the entire kitchen had to be cleaned.
Our excitement came in when Nate said "Mom! Help!' the first time today. Ben had been playing with an old watch of mine for the last several days. Now, when Ben is weaning a med, he gets this insatiable need to chew. He simply can't be stopped, so we try to find appropriate things for him to chew. I figured my leather watch band was chewable. However, Ben chewed the face instead, and broke the glass cover. We could hear glass gritting in his teeth. I thoroughly cleaned his mouth while Dave and Nate searched out the glass(might be some sort of heavy duty plastic) pieces and put the face back together so we could see how much he swallowed. I'm thinking the ER at this point. However, we found all the pieces, so whatever he was gritting must have been tiny. Sheesh.
This evening I had just stripped down to get my PJs on when once again, Nate shouted "Mom! Help!" for the second time. I threw my bathrobe on and ran out to the living room where Ben was vomiting copiously all over Nate and the couch. *deep sigh* We had just been preparing to give him his evening dose of meds...which will now have to wait an hour or more. I quickly got Ketones and they were pretty high, so I gave him some apple juice which miraculously stayed down. I know it can't be Dilantin because his last level was 5. That ridiculouly low. I don't think it can be flu, because we haven't been anywhere. So it remains to be seen. In the meantime, both boys got a shower, Dave and I dismantled the couch and started the neccessary laundry, and now we are on Ben watch. He's sleeping on a mattress in the living room. I've no idea why we ever bother to put the mattress away.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Teena