Friday, November 12, 2010

The Beginning

Mikey didn't stop crying that morning, and the pillow over my head didnt block it out. It was my chance for a sleep in that I had been fighting over for 3 weeks. Life was so busy, 4 kids, two schools, two cars rarely togerther in the garage. Both of us working to make ends meet and both with ex partners to work around, our life was an amazing achievement but full of hard work. Thats what I was thinking when I finally got up and went to see what was wrong with Mikey.

I walked into the kitchen and saw D was holding him. I quickly picked him up and felt suddenly he wasn't himself. The more I calmed him down and talked to him I realised he wasnt moving like normal and his neck leant to one side. I told D something wasnt right and suddenly regretted putting Mikey to sleep the night before.

The night before...
I went to the video shop at 7.09 and while I was away, Mikey had one his usual tantrums at bathtime and had eventually thrown his head backwards onto the floor in his room. This was a usual occurance but this time he wouldnt stop crying. I got home and grabbed him out of his cot, while D told me what had just happened.

It was past bed time now and I knew he was tired.  I gave him panadol as he seemed to be in a little bit of pain and turned him on his stomach. I stroked his spine and  rubbed his back to soothe him. I could see he has some nerve situation going on.. his leg would shake when held above the body. I ask D what he thought about it, and we decided that he was probably exhausted from the unusual amount of walking practise we had done that day.

I massaged him for about 10 mins and saw he was falling asleep. I carried him to his cot and we put both the boys to sleep. He cried 30 mins later and I went in to rub his back again. He hadnt moved from the stomach position. He quickly fell asleep again.

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