Posts tagged ‘Sensory Integration Disorder’

Shoes!

Emmett John currently has a very strong love affair going on with his shoes. Yes, you read that correctly, I said his shoes.

At first, he wore them if he had to but he was clumsy and didn’t like them very much. Then out of nowhere he became absolutely obsessed with his shoes. He wanted to wear them when ever Rob or I had our shoes on or if he saw Gavin or Elliott Richard putting their shoes on. Now, the rest of us could be barefoot (something that doesn’t happen in our house – ever) and Mr. Emmett John would still have his socks and shoes on. He even wears them to sleep in.

Seriously, the other night I fell asleep while getting him asleep. Then at around 1AM he kicked me and I figured enough was enough. He was deep asleep enough that I thought I could remove them without problems.

Wrong!

I was able to get his right shoe and sock and his left shoe off before he woke up in a screaming, arm-flailing rage! He laid there screaming and smacking his feet while he flailed. Once I put his sock and shoes back on him, he passed out as if he’d never been awake.

And let us not forget last night, his two-hour screaming jag all because he wanted his socks and shoes on but couldn’t adequately communicate it to me.

I don’t know if this obsession is an Autism/Aspergers/PDD (Pervasive Developmental Disorder) obsession or if it falls under the category of Sensory Integration Disorder. I can tell you that these Lightning McQueen light-up Wal*Mart shoes aren’t going to last much longer if he keeps loving them as much as he is. (lol)

* posted on the fly w/o the use of proper editing tools 😉 *

~ Lizzeann

The corneal abrasion

My morning began with Mr. Emmett John waking up and refusing to go back to sleep at 4AM. Finally, at 6:30-7AM, when I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer, I handed Emmett John over to Rob and went back to bed. Yeah, that was short lived.

When 8AM rolled around all too quickly Elliott Richard woke me up saying that Gavin had “poked himself in the eye”. I couldn’t hear the screaming yet and also couldn’t figure out why Rob needed me to help with this slight injury.

Turns out Gavin and Elliott Richard were playing in the Play Room and Gavin went digging through the Toy Box. Somehow in his enthusiasm he didn’t notice the piece of plastic race track sticking out of the Toy Box.

In he dove.

The track raced up to meet him, square in his right eye.

And the screaming, flailing and blind (literally) swinging punches began.

When I got downstairs Gavin was on the stairs to try and limit his ability to harm himself or others with his blind flailing and swinging. He had also rubbed his eye to the point of making his whole eyelid pink and extremely swollen. Every time we tried to get his eye open to survey the damage, it triggered another round of screaming, flailing and blind swinging. Not to mention, although clearly I am, the high-pitched, ear-splitting, migraine inducing (seriously, he gave me a migraine that I can’t get rid of) screeching. When he finally allowed me to look at his eye it appeared to me that he had a long corneal abrasion/scratch. It looked nasty. That was the point we decided to go to the Children’s Hospital over waiting to see Dr. H tomorrow.

So I woke my sister up at 8-ish AM on the 4th of July to ask beg her to go with me since it was very likely that restraint in some form was going to be necessary. Plus, with Grandma and Pa-Pa G in Michigan for a wedding someone had to sit with the Boys. So Trisha went with me because she is far more entertaining than Rob in these situations. 😉

The ER at the Children’s Hospital got us back right away and they were really kind to Gavin right off the bat. We had a bit of a wait once in the room because there was a little kid with some pretty serious injuries that needed to be tended to. And Gavin screamed and screeched nearly the whole time!

Then there were moments when the drama was about knee deep or more. I don’t say that to be mean but I about died when he threw his hand out with his snotty tissue between his fingers like it was toxic and said, “Can someone please throw this away for me because I can’t see?” Of course, he failed to notice that he couldn’t see because his eyes were squeezed shut about as tight as possible. (lol)

Once the doctor came in, the screaming and screeching increased but we also got some answers and treatment. So it was a pretty even trade-off. He peeked at Gavin’s eye and said he could see the abrasion with his naked eye. He also said if you can see a corneal abrasion with your naked eye, it’s pretty bad! Then he numbed up Gavin’s eye, put in some dye so he could see the full extent of the abrasion and some other eye drops which he said were like Neosporin for his eye.

Gavin's corneal abrasion

When he put the dye in and used his pocket black light to look at his eye and see the extent of the damage – how large and deep – he allowed Trisha and I too see. It’s big! Even the doctor said it was pretty big. It’s about the size and almost the shape of an eraser at the end of a pencil (in real life, not the size of that one on the left lol).

Gavin was discharged with eye drops and a prescription for Tylenol 3 for the pain. The doctor said that regular Tylenol would help but for an abrasion as bad as Gavin’s he would recommend the Tylenol 3. So, Tylenol 3 it is.

Once he was discharged we made it for home. Now that Gavin has had his medications, he’s been asleep since just after we got home. Unfortunately, Gavin’s screaming and screeching gave me a horrible migraine but Emmett John’s screaming and screeching keep feeding it. And I don’t get to go back to bed, which is incredibly unfair if you ask me. 😉

Power Surge

There’s currently a power surge running through my living room. “Running” isn’t accurate. “Jumping” is better. Plus, I don’t know a whole lot about power and power surges but I would think that energy being live current that it would jump etc. That’s what’s going on here.

Its totally been one of those days with Gavin. Everything was fine until Emmett John and I got home from taking the ‘Big Man on Campus’ (aka Elliott Richard) to Day Camp.

We got home. I parked the car and got out. Then I heard it. A tiny little voice from above, calling my name.

“Hi, Mommy! Look Mommy! Hi!”

I wasn’t lucky enough for the voice to belong an Angel of Mercy. It was Gavin.

Standing.
In.
His.
Window.

Otherwise known as standing on the sill and leaning into/onto the window.

That’s dangerous enough but when he’s jumping on that same window sill…it’s a miracle he hasn’t fallen through the window!

Unfortunately, this set the tone for his entire day.

{This post was found on my phone unpublished. (Oops!) So this happened a few days ago, not Saturday, July 2, 2010.}

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~ Lizzeann

One more!

I’ve got one more Little Victory to add for today:

¤ Mr. Emmett John sat on my lap and allowed me to trim his finger nails temper-tantrum-free!

Typically, I pick him up he begins doing acrobatics to try and escape. Today he sat. He watched but he didn’t throw a temper tantrum. Woo who! =)

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~ Lizzeann

Little Victories for Emmett John

I’m trying very hard to focus on our “Little Victories” lately. They give me a better perspective and it helps a bit with my suffocating depression.

When it started I figured “Little Victories” were only going to apply to Gavin. I was wrong. They apply to everything – all three Boys, me, Rob, and life in general. It just so happens that Mr. Emmett John is having a few Little Victories today: =)

¤ Nap time was a breeze! No muss. No fuss. Just me sing the Glee version of “Beth” over and over and over until eventually we both fell asleep. =) (lol)

¤ Mr. Emmett John is learning to assist in getting dressed and he seems to be tolerating a few more clothing choices!

They may be little. They may seem too simple for the rest of you to celebrate. But in my world, those are worthy of Gold Metals! =D

* posted on the fly w/o the use of proper editing tools 😉 *

~ Lizzeann