Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Needed a vent

I went to Jackson's well child visit with a lot of concerns this morning. He has really started to lash out this last week and cannot cope with much. I've always been worried about how he doesn't respond to his name and certain things but when I tell him to get in his chair for dinner or he hears the bath water, he comes running. That means it isn't his hearing. I loved how Dr. Laura stayed and talked with me and watched Jackson for almost an hour. It was so nice to hear words of encouragement and a different perspective. We decided to have him evaluated for behavioral problems like autism. No matter what happens, it will be for the best. I will know how to better communicate with him and help him with his needs whether he has special needs or if he just has a strong personality. He is such an intense boy. I worry so much about our future children if he is effected because our chances are so much higher that they would be as well. That isn't fair to any of them. I need to be able to give them the attention and focus that he needs but with each one it would be unfair for them and they would suffer.

On top of that, his little tear ducts still haven't opened up so the need for a probe is pretty high. We kept hoping they would open up on their own. I don't like the idea of my little guy getting surgery and I know it is nothing in comparison to what other little children have had to go through but it is your little baby and you don't like to see them in pain.

We just keep having medical issues at this house, and I am ready for a little reprieve. I have a doctor's appointment in a couple of hours and hope for better news than we've received this far into the morning. Maybe in that amount of time, I will be able to locate a stench in the house besides where Jackson's massive diaper leaked urine this morning on the couch and I need to wash again because I can still smell it. Luckily, that's why we bought this couch. Easy clean up, not the urine part. I would be worried if I went into a store looking for something for my kids to pee on.