Today MrMan started at his new daycare. For ages, we've been talking about the "new neenees" and Ms. X and Ms. Y. If there's one thing I learned from MrMan's warm welcome of Ameh Joon, it's that talking about things ahead of time, makes it go more smoothly when the moment arrives. However, I did notice that this weekend, MrMan often brought up his now-former classmates when talk turned to the new neenees. And this morning, he seemed a bit anxious. As we went from the car to the school, he wanted to move from Sam's arms to mine. And you could tell that as we were going down to the hall to his classroom, he was working hard at holding it together. As Sam greeted one of his coworkers and we came in sight of MrMan's teacher, the floodgates burst. He eventually calmed down enough to participate in activities, but cried again as we left to go to work. I half expected a call asking me to come get him, as their policy is that if a child is having a hard time adjusting, to work up to a full day. But, we made it through to 5 pm, when I walked the block to get him. And he had a great day! With this setup, we were home by 5:30, even with a couple of detours. We all had energy to goof off for a while. It didn't hurt that our dinner cooked last night in the slow cooker - my first time - so there was nothing to do but goof off.
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The hives. I spent a lot of the weekend sleeping. A major part of that was due to the Benadryl. That stuff knocks. me. out. I think a minor part of it was the general malaise that sent my body to hivesville in the first place. I don't know much about hives, but given that histamines are involved, and I find myself battling histamines more when my body is run down, it seems plausible. My theory is that my body has been fighting off several things - infection, allergies, asthma - which have been feeding off of each other and my stress and the debris that is in the air from the building demolition next to my office. I've had allergy issues for a long time, but I've had hives only one other time in my life - in September 2004 - during one of the most stressful weeks of my career. (So much so that I didn't document it at the time, but I should because it's kind of funny.) I feel like this weekend's hives were a reminder to chill the hell out. They came back again last night, by the way. But no puffy lip this time.
Having said all that, I decided not to go to the doctor. I don't think I would get much out of it, other than a prescription for an antihistamine. (And perhaps another annoying and faulty out-of-network fee.) I feel like I can't provide enough information to shed light on the cause. For now, I'll keep the Benadryl handy and try to find that balance and clarity I referred to a few weeks ago. Now I know why people like pills so much - it seems like such the easier option.
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Unrelated: Yesterday, MrMan saw his first movie in the theater: Enchanted. And he did awesome sitting through it. There were a few moments of boredom, one of which he relieved by breaking into song ("Rhino..."), but he seemed to mostly enjoy it. As did Sam and I.
I am glad to hear that MrMan adjusted well. They often surprise us. Hope you feel better soon.
Posted by: FFG at January 23, 2008 12:26 PM