February in my house

So this Feb has been a weird month for us.

On the me note: thesis is moving along and I am knee deep into my internship with suicidal youth. Pretty intense some of the times and pretty ok the rest of the time. I was quite excited to bring OEI to my new internship site as well as complete my level II training which means I am a certified OEI therapist.

On a Jeff note: we have had a rough first semester but realized that it meant that we had to be more concentrated on doing homework and puling our grades up. We are down to a n every two month therapy schedule and it appears that we are doing ok with that. Can I have a therapy graduation for him?
Jeff has also decided to be an active proponent of pink shirt day. For him that means a) wearing a pink shirt and b) going back to the school he was bullied at and giving his testimony. Somewhat intense and scary but he is determined to do it. (For those unaware, Jeff underwent two crazy intense years of being bullied...to the point where the would be stuck in "the circle"...boys standing shoulder to shoulder, encircling him and beating him to a pulp.
On a third note,, he is starting his own company as a website builder. He is knee deep in one of mine. If you like what you see at the end, want a webpage builder for a crazy reasonable price...let me know.

Jamie: At the end of Jan, beginning of Feb. Jamie turned nine. A bunch of crazy boys all playing King Arther for 3 hours.Tired me out to be sure. Jamie is an actor and would that I had more time, he would go back in. He loves it and is talented at it. He is my Jamie...my goofy, loveable, so gentle, tender, sensitive, vulnerable little man. He has healed enough to sleep in his own bed! That's a huge accomplishment and a huge milestone for my tender little man.

Missy: my gorgeous, emotional 12 year old girl. This is her Feb. story. At the beginning of Feb...on the first, she was given a ten day dose of Amoxicillin for a routine cases of Tonsilitis. Usually the antibiotics kick in after two days. Feb 1 was a tuesday. Missy did not return to school until the following Monday. She was there til Thursday (pro-D day on Friday). Before the antibiotics were finished she was terribly sick again. On Valentines Day, we were back in to the dr. who gave her a second line of antibiotics, one that is equivalent to erythromycin in strength but easier on the tummy. With a requisition to get a monospot done if the antibiotics weren't working by Wed. Well by her symptoms were: low grade fever, yucky throat, headaches, swollen lymph glans, extreme exhaustion, and heavy limbs. In to the dr. we go. Monospot test is ordered. Brave little princess sucked up her out of control fear and didn't cry for the blood test. Monospot came back yesterday. Negative.

So now what?

Back into the dr. we go. Today. I had to clear my schedule. More blood tests. Missy walks into the lab, bursts into tears. She cannot contain her fear this time.

And so now we wait. With a child who is so tired she cries over nothing, simply because she has no resilience for anything. She goes from bed to couch to bed, and all the ice cream and treats don't make her throat nor her emotions better.

And I sit with a million horrible horrors running through my brain as to what is making my baby sick........