Thursday, January 31, 2013

A punishment with a sweet reward

One of my 2012 resolutions was to to stop drinking.  I haven't.  I like it too much, I will confess.  There is something about relaxing with a good brew, letting it just change your chemistry a bit to a happy-go-lucky feeling, kind of letting loose a bit.

The past few weeks have been busy with fun stuff on the weekends, but a lot of business at work.  This combination has me a bit stressed.  I feel like I'm spinning a lot of plates & they are sure wobbly, ready to drop off those spindles.

So, last night, with my darling daughter out with my parents for the one-on-one grandparent night, Wonderful Husband and I decided to treat ourselves to dinner out at the local pub.

Did anyone catch that?  Yes, we ate dinner at the local pub...with our two other kids.  They serve food, have a menu, but the place is really more bar than it is restaurant.  We had a nice time.  The boys pretended to play the golf & bowling game, while we relaxed with a good brew until dinner arrived.

By the time I got home, I was warmed up with 2 brews...and felt like relaxing a bit more.  I had more work to do all through the night (yes...all through the night)....so had that one more drink.

Getting a little silly tipsy stupid is fun...but not when you are a parent.  Karma strikes again.  Karma said...you suck at resolutions.  Remember the one from last year?

What happened?  Darling Daughter woke up at 1:30 puking.  Oh boy.  This stinks to deal with when you have had a few drinks.  This is karma reminding me that my first and main job is parenting...this is not the time for self-indulgence.

With this unplanned early morning wake up call, and dealing with a puking kid while having a hang-over...there are a few hidden rewards:

1) I got to finish up my work that I was doing through the night.
2) I got to cuddle on the couch with Darling Daughter last night
3) I get to hang at home today with her. While I work, she can play on the computer, iPad, and watch TV.

It's nice to have her company, even if I'm playing that dual role of working mom.  The time today isn't by any means 'quality', but it is still a little perk resonating from last night's surprise attack.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Happy 2013! What happened in December with his teeth?

Happy 2013.  It is a new year.  There is a lot to look forward to.  I want to take some time and look back at my published resolutions, see what I kept, see what I missed, and see what I want to continue to target this year.

Did you see me say "I want to take some time?"  Let me rephrase that: "I wish I could find the time."

Anyway, where did I leave off with my eldest's teeth?

Dr. Wonderful was going to call me.  The eldest had a toothache and an outstanding cavity.  And I was bringing him to a new dentist.

I brought the eldest to a new dentist, and this dentist is my cousin.  Why didn't I bring him here before?  Because: he's an awesome dentist, but 30 miles away...not in our insurance...I know he won't charge us an arm & a leg...that makes me feel guilty...and I thought a pediatric dentist would be best.  Boy was I wrong.  Wrong, Wrong, Wrong.  The thing about being wrong is that you can correct it.  So I am.  Time to move forward, and that is what we are doing.

Dr. Wonderful did call me back before the holiday.  He wanted me to come in to address the toothache and I responded by telling him I didn't think it was in our best interest.  He was shocked.  I gave him my candid feedback about how I thought our 'parternship' worked, or rephrased: has failed to work these past 7 months.

He denied everything.  Every task he said he was going to do, he said "I never said I'd do that."  Are you surprised?  I'm not.  But the guy is so inflated with ego he can't possibly be wrong.  But in reality I go into every office visit with a worksheet that I have for doctor's visits, which consists of an area for a) my questions, b) their answers, c) follow-up action items, and take detailed notes each time.  I also bring in Wonderful Husband.  I know what was said but Dr. Wonderful continues to claim that I must have misunderstood him.  Okay, whatever, I took the higher road and let it be.  I stayed calm and professional, I know the facts and I'm driving.

Dr. Wonderful wants to stay 'on the team.'  Whatever, Dude.  Over time, we will see if and how we need your involvement.  He honestly told me he is the only doctor in Chicago that can deal with my son's premature loss of teeth.  Really?  The ONLY one in Chicago?  Uh, if that is the case...does he know that our family likes to travel?  Okay...we will see what Dr. Super Dentist (my cousin) will tell me to do.

Dr. Super Dentist immediately found the cause of the toothache.  The cause was a filling that came loose and was lodged in the hold, also allowing food to get in.  He was in lots of of pain.  He solved it that same day.  Poor eldest, it just breaks our heart that he was like this & we had really no clue.  This is the problem with a sensory processing disorder...you can't register pain well, or I suppose articulate that something hurts.  Almost immediately we saw a difference in how much he ate and how well he brushed his teeth.  Really?  I was just in Dr. Wonderful's office and Dr. Periodontist's office and neither person saw this?  Okay, again...whatever.  Dr. Super Dentist is on the team...and I am happy with that.  Things are going to look up.

Yesterday, Yes! just yesterday, I got a call from Dr. Periodontist.  Dr. Wonderful called them and wants us to come in to Dr. Periodontist to 1) get a culture to see if there is bacteria in the gums, 2) get a full set of x-rays.  UH...isn't this what we were supposed to do in Q4 when we first visited Dr. Periodontist?  YES!  But did it happen?  NO!  Why?  Because Dr. Wonderful Dentist DIDN'T CALL & coordinate it all...even though we told Dr. Periodontist that was the plan.

So, why the miscommunication?  Dr. Wonderful Dentist claimed that he wanted Dr. Periodontist to get a non-pre-formulated look at eldest.  He wanted his fresh eyes without a leading cause.  Okay, Dude.  This means, you cost us more than $100 for that visit with time off to go, and now you want us to do it all again for an actual treatment?  Dr. Wonderful Dentist...you are a jerk.

Now that I'm driving again, I told Dr. Periodontist that I'm not scheduling the appointment yet.  They were surprised.  I'm going to see Dr. Super Dentist next week and I'll run this all by him.  I'm also going to tell my cousin how annoyed I am that Dr. Wonderful sent us there, essentially wasting our time and money for nothing, now recommending we go back.

Is this hard to follow?  HELL YES!  I'm burnt out, and you can only imagine why.  This is stupid drama, and one thing I hate is drama.  I often say "I love to hear other people's drama, because if the drama is with them, it is not with me."  Thank God, that the drama is only with teeth, and not with every other aspect of the eldest's care, or the twins!  or me!  or my parents, etc, etc, etc.!  It could always be worse.

I found a resolution for 2013:  Get rid of all this drama!  I'm sick of it...I am sure everyone else is too!