Tuesday was fairly uneventful for Will, while I attended my first parent-teacher organization meeting at his school. I knew one parent and the other two seemed nice. Our next event is a snack break for the staff in January to welcome them back from the winter break. Once home, Maggie and her sister, Marie, made cookies while I watched Will and began setting-up the iPad. My primary tasks Wednesday were to deliver Will with cookies for his teachers and deliver cookies with a thank-you card to our church staff.
On Thursday Will had a half day at school, so I dropped him off and then went out to breakfast at Panera Bread and shopped nearby for the three hours he was there. I browsed Becker's (a parent and teacher store) and Redner's (a local discount supermarket), and spent money at Marshalls (some board books for Will), Lowe's (pipe insulation and a storm door closer), and BJ's (pot stickers, mini pizzas, and two DVDs). I even went to BatteriesPlus and used their grand-opening coupon for eight free AA batteries.
When I returned for Will, the physical therapist told me that Will's orthotics were taken away for cleaning and refurbishing, to be returned the following week. We don't want him to be without his braces that long and I got a bit upset at having it happen without knowing ahead of time. She offered to call the man who had them and asked for a rush job, so they could be ready on Monday. I held firm and asked that I be able to meet him and get them back into service--I did not believe that any repairs were necessary. She called him again and I talked with him; he offered to rush them back the next day and I acquiesced. I don't think we'll have this problem again.
The afternoon was a bit rainy and we stayed home, which was lucky since Alison, Will's orthotic maker, coincidentally called to say she had found an even smaller hinged knee brace (earlier in the fall, we tried the smallest one she could find and it was too big) and that she was in the area and would bring it to us if we were home. I told her we were home, but that his braces were unavailable until tomorrow. It wasn't a problem, so within 30 minutes, she delivered and adjusted the new brace. It's a nice fit. She's been great with him and I'm impressed with home service whenever I find it. She also said she'd call her colleagues to make sure that his ankle braces were back to us on Friday.
Friday arrives and brings what we knew was coming, but dreaded nonetheless: Will's first school cold. He slept poorly Thursday night, fighting an upset stomach and some coughing. He had a nice day at school, though, so only Maggie and I were affected by the lack of sleep. I spent the morning having another Panera Bread breakfast, then shopped at Bargain Books, where every book is $5.00 or less. I made a nice dent in my Christmas gift list. Maggie called while I was leaving and I met her at our optometrist's office. Her right eyelid has been sore and with her foot surgery looming, she decided to have it checked to get rid of the problem before it could get worse and/or cause the surgery to be postponed. Following school, Will returned to being cranky and upset for a lot of the afternoon and evening.
Finally the weekend arrives! One shouldn't get too excited, however, since Will was a bear for much of the day, vomiting at least four times. His cold is mild, but making him simply miserable. When the symptoms are all gone, he is his usual self, but when a gas bubble rears its ugly head, or a cough wakes him, watch out. Crying begins and is soon followed by a loss of formula. Even so, maggie got a lot done and let me sleep until 10:00am, a treat I haven't had for a few weeks. She was extra busy today, washing clothes and dishes, preparing Christmas cards, and baking cookies. I worked on our computer, downloading our camera's photographs and organizing the 2011 images. Then we spent the evening out at two holiday parties and Will was great for most of the first one and (surprisingly) all of the second one. He began melting again when we got home, but he quickly fell asleep and is sleeping soundly with only occasional crying. I feel badly for him and hope that he gets better soon.
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