If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.
Ben went to bed at the usual time last night, between 6:30-7:00. He got up at 8:15pm to use the bathroom, then I tucked him back in bed. He got up again at 8:40 to “go potty”, I tucked him back in, again. A little after 9:00 I heard something hit the floor (his bedroom floor is hollow underneath like mine) so I went to investigate. He and Zeus were both on the bed, so I didn’t find the source of the noise (pretty sure it was Ben “jumping in muddy puddles”), but I did discover that he had unplugged his tablet and it was dead. I took his, and got mine to give him. I told him that was enough, it was time to sleep, kissed him again and went back to my room.
Daughter left for work about 15 minutes later. I was awake until after midnight. I’m not sure what time my sleeping pill kicked in, but I believe it was right before I pressed “post” on a comment I was leaving. So if there’s a huge gap of time between when I hit “like” and when I left the comment, blame it on Restoril.
I was awake just before 5:00am. Just me and Sophie Cat. Zeus heard me and started making that choked whiney bark sound. I really should have left him, but I wasn’t quite ready to deal with Ben, I wanted coffee first.
Ben got up at 6:00. There was a Bounce and bedquakes, (child does NOT know how to just sit on a bed) but I was prepared, so the impact wasn’t as extreme as usual. He got under the blankets to cuddle for about 5 minutes and then I was grabbing my stuff to begin my Couch Sittin’.
All the regular 6:30 things occurred at 6:23. I don’t wanna be predictable, do I?! At 6:45 when Daughter didn’t text, I figured she’d had another bad shift. Yep!
She’s had another new grad trainee the past few nights. She (with trainee in tow) and another nurse were supposed to work “West” (44 patients) and 3 other people were supposed to work “East”(78 patients & long term residents). Only 2 people showed up for East, so the person that was going to do West with Daughter was sent to help on East.
Daughter was by herself, with a trainee in tow. Since she’s training this new person, she has to do everything “by the book”, when normally when it’s short-staffed she’d cut a few corners. Not in patient care or infection control, I don’t want to give the wrong idea. Things like changing the entire bed linen if there is a spot of food or drink on the sheet. That is the “by the book” thing to do, but short staffed, Daughter would rather use the 5 minutes it takes her to change a bed to change another patient’s brief… a corner cut.
This is Medicine For Profit. This is how “Heroes” are treated.
She got home around 7:30. Ben had been in the bathroom. Poor little guy was constipated. GI issues are very common in autistic kiddos. It’s why I keep track of his BMs. Just another fun fact. We like to offer a little education here at Casa Cuckoo. Ben was unsuccessful at 7:30. He went to lay down with Daughter in her room.
He was ultimately successful around 9:00, after he’d come to my room and commanded me to the living room. I guess he wanted company? Anyway, he definitely felt better. He was up and pacing and pinball banging into stuff for the next hour. I feel bad for him because he can’t settle down, but I also feel bad for me because it is extremely aggravating to have someone pacing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth in front of you for over an hour. Plus the banging into the couch, the fridge, the side door, the bathroom door… zero chill!
I gave him his meds at 10:15 and put Sven in the shower at 10:25. Ben continued to pace and bang, with occasional cries of “Gramma, look!” to make my blood pressure creep up another few points. By 10:45 I have to admit, my voice was getting loud and a little shrill. The last “Gramma, look!” was answered with “Look at what? Look at what? That? (a toy he was holding) I see it. I see it. I SEE IT!!”
I am not a Saint and my reserve of patience is big, but not endless. I told him that I was losing my cool. That if he could settle down for a little while that would be great.
He did sit next to me on the couch then. He was sticky sweaty…eeewwwww, but he was calming down.
I got Sven out of the shower and gave him his nom noms
He got mad at the picture taking and went and hid in his “house”
A little while later I heard him scratching at the inside of his “house”. I thought he might be stuck, it is on the small side, he needs a bigger one. I went and took the house out so he could move. He wasn’t happy
I moved him to his hammock and set the house back up. It braces the wood and he likes to climb them sometimes. He left his hammock for the Judgey Corner. I guess I made him pretty mad. At least his beard wasn’t black any more.
Daughter got up a little after 2:00 to take over. Zeus and Ben ran to my room as soon as I got up so she could have THE spot on the couch. It’s a sectional and we both prefer the “chaise” part. I went to get more coffee and had to make a pot. D’oh!
Ben came out of my room to see what was taking me so long. I told him “I’m comin’, I’m comin’…sheesh!” Both of my Eeyores were on the floor when I came in. Why does he think that’s funny? I picked them up and put them back where they go, giving him the look as I did it.
For the next hour or so he watched his tablet and I did stuff on my phone. Daughter came in around 3:00 to tell me she just got a voicemail from the hospital she interviewed with. She went to her room to call them back. They offered her the job! She asked to have a day to think about it because it’s working 3 twelve hour shifts vs working 4 eight hour shifts then having 2 days off. Also, the pay is $0.45 more per hour, not much… she’s also worried about the cost of transportation to and from the hospital. It’s too far to walk, but only 5 or 6 miles away, not so far that an Uber will be a ridiculous amount. I told her if she wants it, and she keeps saying she wants to work at a hospital, then take it! We’ll figure the money part out. I told her to call her BFF.
Her BFF basically told her to “Nut up or shut up!”. Good! If I had said that, she’d have taken it the wrong way somehow. She called the Hiring Manager back, but had to leave a voicemail. She will call again in the morning if she doesn’t hear back tonight.
Meanwhile, Ben was doing his chalk thing in front of the bathroom door, creating an obstacle course. At least he was calm and not in my face. Zeus was a little upset that he couldn’t sit in front of the bathroom door while I was in there. The poor mistreated animals of our house… it’s really so very sad, isn’t it?!
Ben has his chicken (not McDonald’s, he didn’t ask again) and Younger is on her way over. Time to end today’s adventures. Oh, but the song… Hey, it just now popped into my head
Thanks for hanging out with us, we’ll see ya tomorrow.