Yesterday, as I was walking out of the office I got a phone call from the daycare saying that M. had vomited.  So, as I entered the door, they handed me the form to sign that said I wouldn’t bring him back for 24 hours after he stopped vomiting. 

As I was signing the form, his teacher came up and was leaving and she said that she didn’t think he was sick, but that she thought it was because he was upset.  So…I’m like…great…I can’t bring him here tomorrow but you are pretty sure he isn’t sick!  And to make matters worse, they didn’t even have him out of his class.  When I picked him up, he was playing and even asked me to go get the girls first so he didn’t have to stop!

After that, he ate a full dinner, after dinner snack and then had a big breakfast this morning.  No signs of vomiting.  I put him on the bus and told him I would pick him up at the end of the day and take him with me to my (of course, I had plans) hairdresser’s appointment. 

About 8:30 I get a phone call from the school nurse that he had complained that his stomach was hurting him and he told them that he had thrown up at daycare and couldn’t go today.  So…now I’m being asked why I sent him to school sick.  Luckily the nurse is pretty good – but I assured her that he had not been sick at all and had had a great morning and that I thought he was trying to get out of school! 

After a morning full of meetings, I rushed to get him and then to my hairdresser’s.  I wasn’t sure that it would work, but he was unbelievably good while waiting and watching for over 1 1/2 hours.  My hairdresser and I talk alot about our kids – one of the issues we have in common is a child with hyperactivity and impulsivity.  After we had been there for about an hour, she looked at me and said…”if I didn’t know you so well. and if I didn’t know the issues so well, I would think that you were exagerating the issues!”

I was so proud of him.

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