Connor's on Spring Break!
Of course it would help if the weather would cooperate, because it looks absolutely nothing like Spring out there. Oh well. We spent the first day quietly inside, where he spent a whole lot of time looking kind of confused and asking repeatedly for Daddy. I guess he thought maybe it was still a weekend and was wondering what Jeremy had done with himself.
But no seizures today. Whoo hoo!
On Wednesday Connor should be having his MRI and his hearing test (both sedated) so I've started talking to him about that. He's got his Hospital Monkey-- a stuffed monkey that I modified to have all of Connor's surgical scars, hearing aids, a hospital bracelet, etc-- and I've been doing some role playing with him. He seems pretty nonchalant about the whole thing, but then it's not like hospitals are a new thing for him or anything.
Wednesday is also the day that our adoption liaison for Thailand is supposed to be back in the office, and as you might imagine I'm having just a wee bit of trouble waiting for her to call me to let me know how her visit with Ellen went. Even though I know that they have to put together all the pictures and video for these kids (and there are over sixty of them on the Waiting Child list, so it's not a small job) that doesn't stop me from wanting to have whatever information they've got like, yesterday. I'm doing my best to be patient; mostly by driving Jeremy insane with my incessant spouting of facts about Thailand, older child adoption and teenagers. Also I'm eating a whole lot of double chocolate cookies.
Cookies solve all problems.
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