Thursday, February 26, 2009

Tests tests and more tests

Ahhhh so I'm having a relaxing evening. Robert is in bed, and Dave is tired and followed suit. So I've had almost 2 hours to myself. I've got ITunes Jamming in my headset and am surfing the web getting ready to go to bed myself.

So I figured I wouldn't leave anyone hanging any longer. All we know from Robert's appointment is that they don't know what has caused him to be the way he is, but they are determined to figure it out. So we go back probably about the middle of April. They are going to do lots of blood tests, an MRI of his brain and spine (which he has to be sedated for), plus hearing tests and eye exams. He's going to be one tired little guy when all is said and done. On a good note I was super impressed with the Developmental Pediatrician and the Neurologist, and feel very grateful to have finally found someone that isn't telling me...Well we'll watch and see how he is in ANOTHER 6 months. So yeah that's about all the talking about that I want to do...

On a happy note my husband is sooo wonderful, and I got a reminder of that this past week. As we were driving up to Ramstein to spend the night for Robert's appointment Robert hit his tolerance point for the car ride and begin to complain loudly. This was only about an hour into our drive and we were at that point on the roads where the speed limits were non existant so it was quite stressful. Instead of yelling screaming or getting angry my husband began to whistle which immediately calmed Robert down, and he stopped to listen (he thinks whistling is cool). Then for the rest of the drive until Robert fell asleep Dave proceeded to sing to him or whistle (with me as back up of course!) so what could have been a disasterous stressful time turned into a fun time as Dave and I were cracking up at how easy it was to entertain Robert, and how badly we whistle! Good thing toddlers don't care!

2 comments:

MMThueson said...

Isn't it amazing how daddys can do that sometimes. I Think is awesome to make those memories when you least expect too.

Anonymous said...

That sounds like a lot of fun =) I am tone def, but Damian loves to hear me sing, poor boy.