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Liahona
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Hi guys I've just been beaten up by Cherub. Its amazing how someone so small and cute can disrupt the whole house. I have to yell just for the other kids to hear me. Then they have to yell back. Dinner was a shouting matching (with Cherub winning.) everyone's emotions are on edge and everyone was cranky.
Then I get her calmed down and most everyone in bed when Ann pulls Cherub up by her arms. Ann was trying to help put Cherub back in her seat she had wiggled out of. (Seat was on the floor, Cherub was in no danger wiggling out of it.) Poop baby cried hard for 20-30 min. I was worried and called the nurse line. Nurse tells me to take Cherub to ER. I get a sitter (no small feat late at night for 6 kids) and text husband which hospital to go to.
I get us ready to go and the sitter arrives. Then Cherub goes to sleep. Very carefully the sitter and I extend Cherub's little arms to see if she still has range of motion and the elbows still work. Arms are fine. I start crying in relief. ER visit canceled. Cherub still asleep.
BUT, there is no way to get a hold of husband to tell him. I try texting, email, and calling the hospital. He doesn't have a normal phone, it requires an internet connection to work. And of course being on the spectrum he wouldn't think to go talk to someone to see if we were there (the hospital staff was on watch for him to tell him we were ok at home.) He waits in the parking lot in the cold for an hour before coming home. He is frustrated with me, and my PTSD is now acting up because he is upset.
And this is only the highlights of the evening. Its been a very bad night.
Thanks for listening tomorrow will be better.
Then I get her calmed down and most everyone in bed when Ann pulls Cherub up by her arms. Ann was trying to help put Cherub back in her seat she had wiggled out of. (Seat was on the floor, Cherub was in no danger wiggling out of it.) Poop baby cried hard for 20-30 min. I was worried and called the nurse line. Nurse tells me to take Cherub to ER. I get a sitter (no small feat late at night for 6 kids) and text husband which hospital to go to.
I get us ready to go and the sitter arrives. Then Cherub goes to sleep. Very carefully the sitter and I extend Cherub's little arms to see if she still has range of motion and the elbows still work. Arms are fine. I start crying in relief. ER visit canceled. Cherub still asleep.
BUT, there is no way to get a hold of husband to tell him. I try texting, email, and calling the hospital. He doesn't have a normal phone, it requires an internet connection to work. And of course being on the spectrum he wouldn't think to go talk to someone to see if we were there (the hospital staff was on watch for him to tell him we were ok at home.) He waits in the parking lot in the cold for an hour before coming home. He is frustrated with me, and my PTSD is now acting up because he is upset.
And this is only the highlights of the evening. Its been a very bad night.
Thanks for listening tomorrow will be better.