
Good advice. Jordan was told to hang in the hammock to work on her flexibility, so I rigged this one up in the crib. Didn't work -- she was stiff as a board. I wish I could be that stiff when I lay in a hammock, I hate that scrunched up feeling. I think we might have a little better luck once we're done with the ACTH. In addition to the crabbiness, she seems to have regressed a bit. She's inconsolable, can hardly suck, is stiff all the time, and is generally miserable. So are mommy & daddy, listening to her scream, hour after hour. Luckily she seems to scream herself to sleep every-so-often, and we get an hour or so of peace.

Okay, get me out of this thing, NOW! I can be crabby here, too.

It's amazing what hours of inconsolable crying can do to a mother. My nerves are shot and my heart is broken, and I badger Devon all day long "what can I do? what?" It's seems extra hard since I'm such a fix-it person, and not only am I not fixing it, I'm causing it by giving her the ACTH. Hopefully the IS is gone (and won't recur), and we can finish this chapter once and for all. And most importantly, hopefully we'll get the mild-mannered Jordan back. And if we're really lucky, her development take off, that's the goal anyway. So, we're just hanging in there, waiting to see what comes next (and waiting for the screaming to end).


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