In addition to the whole cast thing, kara has a cold. I’m sure she got it either at her naming party or at my cousin’s daughter’s birthday party, but in any case, sniffles and caughing up phlegm.
On the good side, today was the first day of full time help. Shanyee is the sister of a friend of Leah’s, and a friend in her own right. Between Shanyee’s help, and her daughter’s (kara LOVES kids, and was just enthralled) today wasn’t so bad.
Until bedtime. We started the bedtime ritual a little early, because she was much more tired than usual, with the short naps due to the cold. This went well until she suddenly started inconsolably. And I mean inconsolably. For almost 40 minutes, she was screaming and screaming and crying, and we’d try something, and she’d suck her fingers for a moment and then return to crying.
We even called the peds right before they called and all they could suggest is sending us an ambulance to ride to the hospital. We decided to wait a half hour and if she hadn’t settled down by the time the tylenol had kicked in, we’d call back and do it.
Fortunately, we had left the bedroom by this time, and leah was outside bouncing kara arround and singing, and she finally after 15 minutes let out a string of burps. Gas. We were afraid we’d have go to the hospital to crack the cast off because we thought she was in pain from pinching or something and it was “just” gas.
As always, Leah’s the hero.
No matter how hard we try, we can’t seem to remember that because she can’t MOVE none of her body processes are working again. It’s like having a newborn again except you can’t put her on her back.
sigh.