Do you feel confused by that statement?
I love making lists, filling out forms, and writing with a pen in general, but only if I like the pen. Currently I'm working with a collection of partially dry, multi-colored, and child oriented pens. Child oriented in that they are cheap and covered in things like plastic hair or are shaped like a wolf or a bear.
If I'm collecting urine and filling out forms, I need a good pen. What am I supposed to do, just fill it out with the wolf pen and pretend every thing's ok? I don't think so.
The urine is Cole's and it was ordered by the witch doctor to measure his melatonin/serotonin levels. Cole's been dairy free for a little over a month now, but the doctor doesn't really think everything is going to change unless we can figure out how to get Cole to sleep. He has this harebrained idea that a four year old that fights going to sleep, gets up multiple times in the middle of the night, and usually wakes early is going to be cranky. He's so new age.
I bet he thinks sugar is bad for you too.
In all honesty, I want to blame Cole's lack of sleep for all of his faults. When he starts screaming because he can't play the Wii for five hours straight, no sleep is there. When he pushes his baby sister for touching his rolly-polly (which isn't necessarily his, I'm pretty sure all bugs belong to God, or the bug man,) no sleep is there. When he thinks the Mario cartoon is funny, no sleep is there. (It's a really stupid cartoon.)
When he tells me I'm fat, no sleep is there....because, as I am quick to point out, he can call me stupid and hate me all he likes, but I draw the line at calling me fat. I have good genes and am NOT fat. If he weren't sleep deprived, clearly he would be able to see that.
Cole had two awesome days last week. For months there has been screaming and irrational reactions to essentially everything Cole related, but two glorious days last week were normal. Normal meaning there was frustration during a challenging moment, there was crying when he got hurt, but there was never screaming or flying off the handle because I asked him to put on shoes. It was a great two days.
I don't know what to attribute it to, but I'm going to credit the witch doctor. Right or wrong, lack of dairy and some recent massage/chiropractory work are all that's really changed for Cole. Our behavior therapist comes back Friday night with a behavior plan, we'll see who gets credit next week if there is peace again....because notice I said two days last week.
We're back to some screaming, but he's also slept horribly.
I guess we'll just have to figure it all out once someone gets me a decent pen. It's unreasonable to think that I could do much of anything before that.
Until the perfect pen and 15 minutes of time to myself collide, I would like to warn everyone coming to my house that the vial of urine in my fridge is totally normal and part of a medically ordered (witch doctor ordered) test.
Does anyone know how long urine lasts?
That might sound like a joke question, but seriously, I don't have to recollect pee do I?