Dancing Dylan

Just a cute little video I shot this morning. It's better with sound.
Also, don't miss the post about yesterday's doctor visit below. :)

Cockroach Poop?

So yesterday Dylan had his 9 month check-up/allergy follow-up/very sick check-up. First things first. Dylan weighs in at 21.8lbs and I'm just now realizing that I have no idea how tall he measured. Hmm, I'll have to call and check on that. Anyway, since he's sick I can't really say everything looks good, but nothing looks abnormal so that's good. He does have a cold and the fever he's been running is from an ear infection in the left ear. We're getting him some antibiotics and we'll have him fixed up in a jiffy. Yay for no swine flu!

Now, on to the disturbing part. The results of the allergy panel say that he's allergic to dust mites and COCKROACH POOP! Gross! I'm sure just reading those words made you shudder, didn't it? Now apparently those are 2 very common allergens BUT it's still GROSS! I assured the doctor that we don't have roaches, we have Middleton, they make sure we don't. I'm not a bad mom! I don't let my son play in cockroach poop! (Although Dylan did find an old roach motel under the couch...dang it). After assuring me that she didn't think I was an unfit mother or that there were piles of poop around my house, she suggested that it was probably the dust mites giving him the problems. Now I can't deny the dust. It's impossible to get rid of, especially when you have dogs. So I do my best but it's a losing battle. I'm to vacuum every week and keep with the Allegra and that's about it. So just to recap, I don't have an infestation of cockroach poop, I do have an infestation of dust and of the 2 I think that's the winner. And just so you know, many of you reading this are actually allergic to cockroach poop too. :)

We've got a climber!

Just a short post today to let you know that I see many bumps and bruises in the near future. The other day I had left Dylan to play in his room and the adjoining hallway, which is lined with foam mats. I apparently forgot to close the bathroom door (or didn't close it all the way). When I went to check on him the above picture is what I found. I have no idea how he got in the tub without hurting himself. He must have really wanted to play with those boats!

Allergies...we are not friends

So I've suspected that Dylan has had allergies for a couple weeks now, so we made an appointment to see what was up. The appointment started out normal enough, check weight, check ears, check nose, check heart. Twenty-one lbs and all systems functioning properly. But it does look to the doctor that he has allergies, dark circles under the eyes, breathing through the mouth, rubbing the eyes and nose...so what do we do? Dr. Neilson suggests trying some Allegra to see if that will alleviate the symptoms. Sounds good so we're all done, right? Wrong. Dr. Neilson, in her infinite wisdom (that's not sarcasm, I really do think she's very smart) thinks maybe we should draw blood to see what he's allergic to. Ugh, drawing blood, my favorite. My son screaming in pain, my other favorite. This is going to be fun.

I'm not sure how many of you know this about me, but I'm one of those that has to lie down to get my blood drawn cause otherwise I'd end up on the floor. It's mostly the needle I have the problem with but the whole experience is rather unpleasant. Having a baby has helped since you get poked all the time when you're pregnant, but still the only times I cried during labor were when they had to put in my IV and when they had to do the epidural. So yeah, not my cup of tea.

My job was to hold him down. Really? I have to hold my poor baby down? Ok, I can do this, just don't cry and don't look at the needle. In goes the needle and the screaming starts. Then I hear from the nurse the words that I dread when I'm getting my blood drawn..."Oh, come on!" This usually means the vein has rolled or otherwise refused to give up the goods. So she proceeds to dig around his arm with the needle to find the vein, which is when I decided it would be a good time to look. Smart. Now I'm very light-headed trying to hold down my screaming child and there's still no blood. Time to try the other arm. His screaming has brought in another nurse to help. Thank goodness. After about 2-3 more minutes (ok, it was probably more like 1 min) we finally got results. Yay! And our trooper only cries long enough to get out of the office and then he's ok. Good thing cause I was starting to think having untreated allergies wouldn't have been THAT bad.

So in less than 2 weeks we'll know what is making him unable to breath through his nose. We're going to see if the Allegra helps and maybe we'll start to get more pictures of him without his tongue sticking out. Fingers-crossed.

Welcome!

Hello everyone! Welcome to my new blog. I thought it was about time to start one of these fancy things so that everyone can check up on Dylan whenever they feel like it. I'll do my best to keep it updated in my free time (hahahahahaha! Oh that was a good one!) and I'm pretty sure I can post pictures. I say pretty sure cause I haven't even looked yet. But what would a blog be without pictures, right?

Hmm, I just found a button that says "add image" I suppose I'll try that. Waiting...waiting...waiting....Hey! Well would you look at that! There's our little man. This is easy peasy.

Hopefully everyone will enjoy these posts & I think you can even leave comments if you'd like. Provided they are comments on how awesome I am or how awesome (or cute) Dylan is, or even how awesome & cute (wink, wink) Fritz is. But I can't promise I will pass them on to him, we don't need anyone getting a big head around here. You're laughing cause you know it's true.

Ta-ta for now.

P.S. I little explanation about the "q" as my signature. My friend used to call me Q (as in Susie Q) and it just seemed easier. :)