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Patch Removal – day three

The boys woke up and remembered today was the day they get their patches off. I woke up with some pretty strong anxiety about how bad it was going to hurt them. Even though a few came up in a few spots this stuff was like super glue.They have mom take it off one hour prior to the appointment because the tape can irritate their skin when you take it off. I had to tell Charlie 100 times that we would eat lunch then take them off and head to see the doctor. Noon rolls around and I ask who wants to go first. Charlie is so excited he wants his off first. So I give him a sucker and wedge him between my knees. I had him bend over one knee so that his skin would be pulled tight. I grab a corner of a patch and RIP! Charlie jumps up and starts crying. FUCK. 20 more to go. So Gage runs and gets Charlie’s yellow (blankie) and we go at it some more. Charlie jumps every time and starts crying more. I try to stay calm and try to convince him if he stays put we’ll get this done quick. Gage in the mean time has told me no way am I taking his off. UGH.  Then I hear Sponge bob. I hate that little yellow man but he might be my life saver in this instance. So we move to the family room. I sit on the coffee table and get Charlie between my knees again. He can see the tv, has his yellow and I have promised another sucker when we’re done. Every single patch hurts him. Some spots of your back are more sensitive which made it hurt worse. This was horrible. Gage still telling me “no way, my not gonna do it.” We approach the last 5 and do a countdown. DONE! With a huge sigh I looked at Charlie’s poor little back.  Having never done this before I had no idea what to look for. I did see a few hives but it really didn’t look that bad. Onto Gage.

Poor Gage. After watching his big brother try to be tough he just didn’t want to do it. So I let him pick out a sucker and we went to the family room where Sponge Bob was still laughing his annoying laugh. I told Gage to get his froggy (blankie) but he told me no, he was tough. Aww. So between my knees he goes. I rip the first one off and he sort of giggles a nervous laugh and again says “I tough”. I asked if he wanted froggy and he said no, so on we went. He squirmed, winced and grunted but never shed a tear. My 3-year-old is TOUGH! Apparently his skin is more sensitive to the tape. Just made me want to cry when we were done, they were brave and let me do it. I was just glad I didn’t have to pin them down and have them screaming. They both did it and it was over, time to head to our appointment.

Since it took a tad longer than I had expected we were running late. I got them in the car and just grabbed Gage’s tennis shoes. When we got to the hospital I went to put on his tennis shoes and I had grabbed his left and Charlie’s left tennis shoe. DAMN IT! Luckily we had brought the girl boots to return them on our way home. So he got to wear them.

We got right in and the nurse had them put on gowns. I love how cute they are in them. Circumstances always suck when they wear them though. The doctor comes in shortly after we have our gowns on and the boys both immediately ask if they’re going to get needles. Oh what have I done to them. The anxiety they must feel each time I say we’re going to the doctor. The doctor and I both assure them no needles today. So he takes a look at their backs then explains to me what he was looking for. He also informed me that he reads their backs at 48 and 72 hours. So still no baths tonight. I didn’t really pay a whole lot of attention to what he found because he said it could all change by tomorrow. So the boys each get stickers and we’re done for the day! Off to the boot store.

We take the boots in and I explain how I had accidentaly bought girl boots. The good ol’ country folk working there got a good laugh and told us to go find another pair. So as I’m on my knees looking at pre-schooler boots a man approaches me and asked if I needed help. Um, yes, as I’m 9 months pregnant crawling around on a store floor. I told him we needed the widest pair of boots he had. He told me it was my lucky day that he had just gotten in a load of wide width kids boots! Said they had never had kids boots in widths before, I told him I already knew that. So he went and got us a pair. They’re western boots with the pointed toe. Gage slipped them on and LOVED them. He was so excited. So we took them up to the counter and they were $10 cheaper than the other pair we had. Turned out to be a great day after all!                                   That night I again stood them in the tub and gave them a sponge bath. I then laid them on the counter and washed their hair in the sink  along with washing their face. All clean and ready for our last day!

September 16, 2011 - Posted by | Charlie's allergies, Gage's allergies, LIVING | , , , , , ,

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