blabbity blah

i made an appointment with a psychiatrist who came highly recommended.  we’ll talk about homeopathy and medication.  next wednesday.  he apparently is knowledgable about breastfeeding and medication concerns.  so we’ll see.  i got a good vibe on the phone.

we took monstergirl to the pediatric gastroentologist today. the blood draw did not go well, to say the least.  it took three blood drawers and myself to get the job done.  she screamed bloody fucking murder the whole time.  at the top of her lungs, “NOOOO DON’T DO IT YET.”  i felt utterly shredded afterwards.  long and short of it is we will wait for blood test results for celiac and a real food allergy test (RAST).  and rocket man will scoop some of her poop out of the toilet and deliver it to the lab on his way to work.   i’m off the hook because i scooped my placenta out of the toilet and ladled it into a tupperware  with the fetus i had delivered into my hand.  yes i did.

where to go from there?

i see my therapist tomorrow.  i was tempted to cancel.  she’s the type who will say, as you conjure up some paralyzingly hideous emotion, “so can you try to feel that in your whole body?”  at that point i am thinking, “can you open the door for me or should i just blast right through it on my way the fuck outta here?”  can’t wait.

out of the mouths of babes:  monstergirl wrestles one of her beloved hair clips into my unruly mane and then says, “you look fancy.  but you still look like a mom.”  nice.

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~ by complicatedmama on February 1, 2008.

3 Responses to “blabbity blah”

  1. hint from a lab tech… when little monstergirl goes poop in the potty, put a layer of saran wrap over the water. the poop being IN the toilet water can affect the results and it has to not be in with urine either… so try that. or get her to poop in a plastic bag over a trash can. [seriously!]

    love from a lab tech 😉

  2. nice. thanks gypsyrrl!

  3. Good luck.

    I have had to handle my own *ahem* fecal matter more times than I can count, and it is so not fun.

    (I have Crohn’s disease, not some weird fetish).

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