Wednesday, December 06, 2006

So on Monday both boys got their follow up vaccines for flu and RSV. They both got weighed and Griffith is now a whopping 13 pounds 2 ounces. Allan is 13 pounds 6 and a half ounces. I am given to understand that they are both nearly one stone apiece. (Whatever that means.) Cute little Becky the Nurse gave them both their shots. Allan seemed to anticipate that this was not going to end well, but poor Griffith was grinning at her like she was his best friend. That she turned on him so cruelly was infuriating to him. He. Would. Not. Stop. Crying. We are talking full-on, howling at the top of his lungs, hardly able to catch his breath crying. It clearly was not the physical discomfort of the shot after the first couple of minutes. Thereafter it was venom, fury and white-hot anger at having been so misused.

Although he hadn't really shown any symptoms, Griffith was starting an ear infection so he's on an antibiotic. Other than that, he's doing great --growing at the proper pace, doing the proper things. He's even been cleared to start cereal.

Allan didn't fare so well. He didn't react very well to the vaccines and at about midnight (none of these things ever happen at 2 p.m.) he started to run a fever, breath faster and cough. And desat, causing the alarm to go off. Apparently he was on a verge of a cold and this just put him over the edge. He didn't sleep for more than 20 or 30 minutes at a time all night. (Nor did we.) We took him to the doctor the next day just to make sure that he wasn't getting pneumonia or something worse and that turned out all right. Still, the poor little guy was pretty puny acting. He's bounced back today, though, and is acting more like himself.

He goes back tomorrow to have his eye and new contact evaluated. Dad and I are still not what you would call adept at getting it in and out, but we are getting better (at the risk of jinxing it.)

We continue to consider the possibility of taking Xmas photos, but, frankly haven't had the strength to repeat our earlier efforts. Suffice to say that there will be photos -- eventually.