Today, I had a different translator - our adoption coordinator's daughter. I told her a little bit about Ty being out of sorts from being sick. I did comment that I was curious where he's getting his injections as I don't see the bruises on Ty like I did on Maxx.
When we arrived for the visit. A nurse came in with Ty and gave him a nebulizer. I decided to make Maxx wait for his snack as I knew Ty would not want to stand still and wait to be done with the Nebulizer before going for his snack.
After snacks, the MD came in to listen to Ty's chest and said he has "hot breathing". I suspect that means "congestion" and I should not worry as they will "treat it". In my cynical mind I'm thinking "Yeah, because it's your responsibility to do so and I bought 27 boxes of medicine to treat him".
We start to do our playing and the boys set themselves up at the piano. Soon a nurse comes by with a metal box asking for Ty. I knew it would be an injection. I had the translator tell Ty that he will come back when he's done and we'll play.
Poor Ty comes back rubbing his bottom and immediately starts to cry. I went to give him a hug and to rub his back to calm him. Ty is not a crier. I think I can still count on one hand how many times I have seen him cry.
Then we hear a crash and cries.
Maxx fell off his chair and is crying like crazy. I didn't see the actual fall so I start looking at his face to see what he hit and couldn't see any marks. I figured he just scared himself so Maxx is on my lap crying and Ty is looking at me. I offered to have him sit on the other half of my lap but the poor little boy has a sore butt and doesn't want to sit down.
After what was probably a few minutes but seemed like forever to me, both boys were done crying. I noticed Maxx had a red line on his eyelid and it is obvious he will have a black eye tomorrow. He was amused when I had him in the bathroom and pointed to it and said "owee" when we looked in the mirror.
The boys then started to play some of their usual games and things were back to normal until Ty went off for another "treatment". I suspect this was a nebulizer as there weren't any tears upon his return. Ty was a bit out of sorts after that. I think being sick, the stress of not seeing us and the stress of the injections is a bit much for him.
By the end of the visit though both boys helped pack up our things and help the translator with her things. Ty decided to put one of the backpacks on his back to show he could carry it. He almost fell over backwards in the process. Then Maxx grabbed the other backpack to show he could carry one also. This lead to a lot of carrying bags around the room and both of them announcing they did not want to go back to their groups and they weren't going to give the bags back. We took turns blowing kisses to each other while waiting to leave.
Although we had more drama than normal at least the boys were smiling when they left.
Marcia
When we arrived for the visit. A nurse came in with Ty and gave him a nebulizer. I decided to make Maxx wait for his snack as I knew Ty would not want to stand still and wait to be done with the Nebulizer before going for his snack.
After snacks, the MD came in to listen to Ty's chest and said he has "hot breathing". I suspect that means "congestion" and I should not worry as they will "treat it". In my cynical mind I'm thinking "Yeah, because it's your responsibility to do so and I bought 27 boxes of medicine to treat him".
We start to do our playing and the boys set themselves up at the piano. Soon a nurse comes by with a metal box asking for Ty. I knew it would be an injection. I had the translator tell Ty that he will come back when he's done and we'll play.
Poor Ty comes back rubbing his bottom and immediately starts to cry. I went to give him a hug and to rub his back to calm him. Ty is not a crier. I think I can still count on one hand how many times I have seen him cry.
Then we hear a crash and cries.
Maxx fell off his chair and is crying like crazy. I didn't see the actual fall so I start looking at his face to see what he hit and couldn't see any marks. I figured he just scared himself so Maxx is on my lap crying and Ty is looking at me. I offered to have him sit on the other half of my lap but the poor little boy has a sore butt and doesn't want to sit down.
After what was probably a few minutes but seemed like forever to me, both boys were done crying. I noticed Maxx had a red line on his eyelid and it is obvious he will have a black eye tomorrow. He was amused when I had him in the bathroom and pointed to it and said "owee" when we looked in the mirror.
The boys then started to play some of their usual games and things were back to normal until Ty went off for another "treatment". I suspect this was a nebulizer as there weren't any tears upon his return. Ty was a bit out of sorts after that. I think being sick, the stress of not seeing us and the stress of the injections is a bit much for him.
By the end of the visit though both boys helped pack up our things and help the translator with her things. Ty decided to put one of the backpacks on his back to show he could carry it. He almost fell over backwards in the process. Then Maxx grabbed the other backpack to show he could carry one also. This lead to a lot of carrying bags around the room and both of them announcing they did not want to go back to their groups and they weren't going to give the bags back. We took turns blowing kisses to each other while waiting to leave.
Although we had more drama than normal at least the boys were smiling when they left.
Marcia
That is a great picture!!! Hope the boys are feeling better soon! Glad to hear the good news on your upcoming court dates!! Will be praying like crazy till they are home safe! XOXO Erin
ReplyDeleteThanks Erin. Maxx's black eye wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Ty was late for today's visit as he slept in a bit but that was fine as he was a happier boy today.
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