I just can't seem to catch a break!!!

The stress here has just been really high this week. And things have been nuts. Its been eye doctors, and dentists, and plans, and UGH!!! I'm just beat!!! I'm ready for a nice vacation on a warm beach somewhere!!!! Ahhhh, nice day dream!!!


First up was Gabe's eye doctor appointment. We got there, and they took his glasses to check out the prescription. Just to make sure that they're the right one. As they're walking us back to the room they tell me that where ever I got them messed up and that its wrong. So now I'm fuming. I just spent 150.00 bucks on those things two weeks ago and now they're not right? And they're telling me that they didn't know if she'd change the prescription today or wait another 4 weeks to get the RIGHT prescription and start over. Well, I got his glasses from Walmart. And they only allow changes for free within 60 days. We've already gone 30. If they did that I'd have to pay for the second change and that isn't cheap. So I'm sitting there stewing. And they come in again. They informed me that they misread them and that they actually WERE correct. OH THANK GOODNESS!!!!! But still. You know that feeling of anxiety that you get when you get that kind of news, the one that doesn't go away quickly? Yep. I was on edge the rest of the appointment.

It turns out that Gabe's right eye (aka- his good eye) has improved with the glasses. The glasses have lessened its load like they should have and he is seeing better out of that eye! AWESOME news. Gabe's left eye (aka-his bad eye) hasn't changed any. They were really worried about it teetering on the verge of being a lazy eye. And its starting to look like it may be. She's opting for upping the prescription and giving it 4 more weeks. At that point we'll reassess and chances are I'll be having to go through the patching thing with Gabe. I know its not a fun road, we did it for 7 months with Dallas. It works, and it helps. But its hard. So for now, we're just waiting to hear from the store that his new lenses are in.


Next up was Dallas's dental appointment. I've been dreading this one all week. He's TERRIFIED of needles and I knew they'd be using one. They had to pull out a tooth that was mostly dead. Its one that he wouldn't normally lose until he's 12. So on top of all that he'll have to have a spacer placed to keep the hole open. And if all that wasn't enough. . .he also has two cavities. Small, but still two. Yesterday's goal was the removal of the tooth, and an impression for his spacer. I asked to speak to the tech a head of time so that I could warn them of his fear of needles. Its seriously so bad that you watch Dallas step out of his body, and the fear step in. I've never seen anything like it before. As soon as its over you can watch it fade away as he realizes it wasn't so bad. But I wanted the heads up. Good thing too. Because the woman who as supposed to have us was due to give birth any day. And she didn't want to risk having him if anything could happen. TOTALLY understandable. SO we got someone else. They opted to give him laughing gas. And this is where the fun began.

They went to put the mask on him, and he flashed back to his eye surgery last June. The panic started to set in. He didn't want anything to do with it. I had to calm him enough that they could put the mask on. Then he refused to breathe with it. I had to kneel next to him and talk him into it again. His nose was stuff. He was scared. He had a million questions. So it became "in through your nose, out through your mouth." Slowly you could see the meds working on his body. His muscles were loose, his hands floppy. But his brain never gave in. At that point he asked me to take a picture of him with my cell phone so that he could see what he looked like. I happened to have my regular camera with though because I'd just taken pictures at the new house. So I did. ..and this is what he looked like:


They gave it a while longer and then inserted the Novocain swab to pre numb his gum. This again started the freak out. He didn't understand why it was feeling that way. His tongue was half numb. He didn't like that. His cheek tingled. He didn't like that either. And then came time to do the Novocain shot. The dentist had been pre warned about the needle phobia so she hid it, and told him it only worked well if he squeezed his eyes super tight. THANK GOD! He never saw the needle! It was wonderful. He complained about the whole thing all the way through though. They gave him time to numb fully. And then she asked him to open his mouth so she could see how numb he was. The lock went down and there was NO WAY he was going to open his mouth. I wound up hunched over the chair, holding his hands, and talking him into opening his mouth. It took me about 5 minutes, but I got him to do it, and once he did, it only took about 5 more minutes to get the tooth out. And I had a front row seat. It was pretty interesting actually! Only two tools involved. And ALOT of pressure and tugging!!!!

Beyond that, I just got a call from the school. Dallas's glasses just broke. We got the ones that were supposed to be virtually indestructible. Yeah. . .right. They broke. And he's only had them for 6 months. So I'll get to go to the store and talk to them to see what needs to be done now. I don't think I should have to pay for new frames when they broke this soon. And apparently broke without aggravation. We'll see what Dallas says when he gets home as to how they broke. But either way we'll have to figure something out. He needs his glasses.

Expenses, doctors, stress, house, family, time, energy, you name it, and its piling up lately.