As per our pediatrician, we have made an appointment to see the child psychologist. As Tyler is only three, the psychologist meets with the parents and tries to teach them some techniques in dealing with the child’s stress. It seems like Tyler’s anxieties morph into some strange actions. Yesterday he kept sort of shrugging his shoulders. At first we thought he had hurt his neck and then realized it was part of his problem. He told us he wanted to stop doing it but he couldn’t. It was really hard seeing him like that.
Grant and I feel at least a part of it is due to lack of sleep. His symptoms seem to be stronger then. He was home with us Friday plus the weekend and didn’t take any naps. Sometimes at night it can be around 9:30 or 9:45 before he will fall asleep, plus he will wake up in the middle of the night and he won’t sleep in to make up for it. He fights sleep. He’s never been a sleeper, ever since he I felt the first flutterings of him while I was pregnant! The appointment with the therapist is next week. It will be interesting to see what she has to say.
Meanwhile, nothing is really moving forward with my health. I am kind of in a holding pattern. I had something really frustrating happen late last week. I had received a bill from the lab where I get my blood work done. It should have been sent to the insurance company so I filled it out and sent it back to the lab. I went in to get my blood work done as ordered by my endocrinologist which is by now three weeks ago but I’ve been having scheduling issues, plus I had my period and the test could not be done then. So when I went in, the woman at the lab says she cannot do my blood work because I owe the money! Yes, even though she’s aware that this is their error, and that I have health insurance, she still cannot due it. I have one of those insurance companies that have two names after a takeover or merger and she says, “Next time tell them to bill THIS one. They billed the wrong one.” I should have to tell them this? How to do their job? Anyway, so no blood work can be done on me until this is cleared up. I made a lot of calls and did a lot of paperwork in the medical world today and will try to get this resolved tomorrow.
My life is filled with doctor’s visits, paperwork and phone calls for me and now for Tyler. Being sick is a full-time job.
