Tired of Doctors

It has been a bit since I have written-the trip to South Dakota required a great deal of time catching up with the children, my mother, my  husband, and my school work.  Not to mention that the day I came home my daughter was sick.  I cannot remember the last few weeks since I have been home.  It seems that I have spent so much time at the doctors.  Update on my children.  We had to go to a GI specialist for both of the children-Connor because of the chronic diarrhea and Kenzie for her lack of weight gain.  We figured since Connor had to go, we mind as well send Kenzie.  GI is concerned more about Connor because he is so tiny for his height.  I guess he is in the 50-75% for height and does not register for weight (22lb).  He actually looks slightly emaciated.  Also, the Doctor wants to check everything since Connor has a hard time eating good and seems to hate it, has frequent illnesses, was anemic, and now has tested for mal absorption.  We have to run a sweat test on him and Kenzie, extensive blood work, fecal tests, and for Connor an endoscopy with biopsy.  We are checking everything from Cystic Fibrosis, Celiac Disease, food allergies, and many other things.  Keep them uplifted in your prayers and hopefully in the next two weeks, we will have some answers.  Now thought, Kenzie still has her cold, Connor now has a croupy cough and stays up all night, and both children have been generous enough to give it to me.  I now understand why they are so cranky:)

Update on my mother:  She handled me being gone to SD because she thought I was sick.  During the trip, I did actually get a slight version of this cold and now have the full fledged version.  Because I have been so busy with the children, I have not paid as much attention to my mother's behaviors or antics.  I go up there twice a week by myself and sometimes on the weekends with the children.  She actually got to play with Kenzie the other day and had a great time.  The major difficulty we had this week was Saturday.  The bike fest and rib fest were in town and I was going to watch her while my brother and father went.  She decided she wanted to be alone and so I was able to go with them.  Kenzie also came and we had a great time just relaxing and there was only one rule :  no talking about Mom.  It was to be  a mom free day for the first time in years.  Well somewhere in between our festival time, mom decided that she did not want to be alone after all.  I guess dad got the brunt of it when he got home.  She decided to go to walmart which means crossing this very dangerous and deadly intersection.  Also, she grabbed all her money and a purse.  The unfortunate thing is when mom decides she is doing something, there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop her.  She makes it there thankfully and is cornered by some people when they realize how off she is.  Walmart employees refuse to let her go and she starts panicking.  She decides to bolt out of the store and runs across the dangerous road.  Horns blare, trucks stop suddenly, and Mom is like a dear in the headlights.  She makes it home and realizes her money is missing.  She allows my dad to take her back to walmart to search for the missing money.  They spend two hours with her screaming and completely losing it on multiple occasions only to arrive home and find the money in her closet.  Ah what a day for dad-complete peace and happiness in the day, complete mayhem in the evening.  I will write more shortly!!