Miles had another asthma episode over the Remembrance Day weekend, causing me to stay home from the Russell-women outing on Nov 12 to see Mom's the Word. We had him on Ventolin every two hours, and thought we might avoid hospital this time, but when he woke at 2:30 am and showed no signs of getting comfortable or sleeping, and was panting, we figured we'd better go in. I took him in the absolutely pouring rain lashing darkness through Chilliwack at 3:30 am, to Emerge, where we were seen fairly quickly, ahead of the guy with the bottle broken over his gangster-style skinhead (who was quite friendly!).
(I should note that when Miles overheard me talking to Molly about maybe having to take him to the hospital, he replied with a vehement, "Me! No! Hopital!" So you can't say little ones don't remember traumatic experiences!)
The doctor there was pretty non-interventionalist, Miles' oxygen level was okay, and all the beds were full, so he recommended oral steroids (decamethasone). The nurse, having not encountered us before, naively thought that he would just drink this from a cup with some apple juice. No way. So it was the kicking, screaming, restrained, full-force-of-two-year-old-resisting-with-all-his-might, spitting-the-syringeful-right-back-at-her-and-kicking-another-nurse-in-the-groin method. On the next try a friendly male orderly held him down while a burly security guy waved finger puppets at him. He was not impressed; he's seen it all. But, with the nurse's help they got it in him.
The doc said the med would take effect in the morning, and it did. Miles had a much better day on Sunday.
In soccer news, Coach Daryl continues to look for small victories as his silver-level team plays an assortment of gold and silver-level opponents, all to various degrees of non-winning results. Had a good game today; we held our own pretty well and scored our first-ever goal right near the end, but still lost 3-1, which caused Molly to declare "We suck. We're now officially in last place," to the rest of her teammates. She got a very stern talking to about sportsmanship and not being a poor loser from her mum. The good news is, after this week they're putting the worst bunch of teams into one group and the elite into another, so we won't get beaten quite so soundly all the time.
Ugly and gruesome crime has come to our neighbourhood this week. A badly burned female body was discovered in the field right across from the farm of our friends where Miles used to go for daycare. Kind of scary. The police aren't saying much, although that also means they aren't sounding an alert that they think we're all in imminent danger.
We had a very busy (too busy) weekend. I went with a group of women to the Rosedale middle school dinner and auction in support of their band trip. Ended up winning the bids on a night at a B&B in Vancouver on West 6th (payed $105 for $140 value), and on an uncooked organic dinner for six (roast beef, potatoes, carrots, broccoli, and blueberries). On Saturday after a grocery morning, Molly and I rode our bikes to the middle school so I could vote, including for my friend who was running for school trustee. Then later Daryl and I went to Earl's using a card someone gave us to make up for forgetting to pick up their kid from soccer. After that we went to our friend's for a sad non-victory part as she placed last in the race. Came home at 11:30 to find the babysitter at the computer keyboard, saying Miles was still awake in the bedroom. We went in to check and he was gone! Daryl went downstairs to look for him, but I found him asleep on the kitchen floor. Must of snuck out to look for us!
Today it was up early for soccer in Abby, then quick lunch at home, and the girls and I went to a matinee of UCFV Theatre's latest production, the 18th century comedy She Stoops to Conquer. Then we picked up our 93-and-a-half-year-old friend Jean, and she enjoyed the organic dinner from the auction with us (which Daryl kindly cooked. It was delicious). Jean enjoys the family atmosphere at our house, although Miles was very cranky tonight and whipped a slice of turkey across the table at her.
Then the long process of getting him to sleep!
Well, ta-ta for now all! Hope to hear from you soon!
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Glad to see you have gone public with your blog :) Now I can keep up with your life when we don't have time to talk at work :)
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