First, I want to thank you guys for all your kind and supportive words. It’s been a tough week, but as usual, I have been able to come here and everything is put back into perspective. I’m feeling much better.
So, six year check up yesterday. Can it really be possible? Yep, it is. I have a silly six year old. We actually hit 42 pounds! He’s gained just two pounds in the past two years, but shot up about six inches in height. He’s still stuck in the 25th percentile for weight. I’m fine with that….at least he’s on the chart, and he’s consistent. The boy eats like a machine. I guess he just really takes after his Daddy, who is tall and VERY thin. Ryley’s in the 50th for height. It works for him. We dealt with the asthma stuff…..nothing has changed there, just continue on as per his re-evaluation last June. We’re not better, we’re not worse, just the same on that front. And I’m fine with that too. It is actually almost a small blessing. Because of his asthma, he automatically qualifies for the flu shot, and so do Grace and Ethan. I had to laugh….he was concerned (okay, pretty ticked off) about having to get a shot. He said, and I quote, “I didn’t sign up for this, Mom!” So then I told him about getting six shots in the tush when I was pregnant with him to help his lungs develop, and that a little shot in the arm was NOTHING compared to that. He laughed, and was fine after that.
So, then came the big discussion about the potty stuff. She said to forget about the nights completely right now. He’s got too much stress just getting through the days to even worry about nighttime. We’ll revisit that once we get through this daytime thing. She checked him physically……no infection, but something isn’t quite right either. She thinks he may be holding back because he doesn’t want to take time to go, and that is in turn making him lose the sensation of needing to go. So, we’re going to work on that for a bit and see if that helps. She also referred us to a psych to help check on and work with the behavioral side of it. I feel kind of strange saying that. My child is going to a psychologist. I’m going to have to work on that one in my own head. If the psychologist and working on getting him to go frequently so he can hopefully regain sensation doesn’t help, then he will have to have further physical testing. She wants to try this side first, because the physical testing will involve a catheter and sedation, and will not be fun.
Ryley was a little sad last night. I have to admit, I was sad too. He didn’t want to put pull-ups on again, even just for at night. But I told him it was okay. We’re going to work on this, and make it better, and that he’s not the only little boy to ever go through this. I assured him that we are not mad at him in anyway, that we want to help him, and that it WILL be okay. I feel better just having some direction. I feel better having been given SOMETHING to do. I felt so helpless before, so frustrated and just lost. Now, we have focus. I LOVE our pediatrician. She doesn’t ever put us off……if there’s a problem, she will do whatever it takes to find out what the problem is and how to fix it. AMEN!