Morning everyone - and yep, I know its the middle of the night still to most, but my sleep is extremely messed up and erratic at the moment, and this is morning to me
Slugsta, have been thinking about you and your Mum, and sending much love and wishes for strength to you and your family, hun x Please try and get some decent rest, when you can xxx
Give me enough notice guys, and whenever the meet date is decided upon - I'll be there
Red - fingers crossed that all goes well, and you will be too busy in your new role as Nana to go anywhere at Easter
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JM, youngest does lose things (though her older sister was always the worst for that, and even now she seems to spend a lot of time looking for phone, shoes, bag, purse, ect.) , but youngest's main trick is breaking things! Lost count of the number of phones with cracked screens, broken watches, laptops that have missing keys or have broken sound . . . and she never knows how these breakages happen, and (of course) its NEVER her fault! And untidy doesn't come close - her room is the absolute pits and I now refuse to even go in there - it is disgusting! Oldest is similarly messy
Although youngest is diagnosed with ADHD, I've said for years that I also think she has a lot of dyslexic/dyspraxic tendencies, and the losing things/breaking things can definitely be a trait of both those conditions - so perhaps, if your son does have dyslexia, that would explain him losing stuff too. As a side note, oldest (a teacher) had one of her students being assessed for dyspraxia in the classroom a few weeks back, and the woman doing the assessment asked oldest if she was perhaps also dyspraxic? Something to do with her watching the way oldest dau writes and forms letters had caught her attention. She asked dau a few questions and though she said that clearly oldest had worked out her own way of successfully dealing with the issues it causes, she was absolutely certain that she has dyspraxia.
Son - who incidentally is diagnosed as having severe dyslexia/dyspraxia - is almost the opposite! Another dyspraxic trait is the need for order and planning (almost OCD like) and that's one of the ways it affects him - so he rarely loses things, and he likes to have things 'just so', meaning that he is careful of his possessions, takes good care of them and can only tolerate so much untidyness before he has to sort it out - in his case, the need for order is stronger than the tendency to lose/be careless with his possessions!
Sorry to hear you are still getting the tantrums when your girl is tired out. They haven't been as bad here, but I think that has something to do with the fact that OH and I have been so busy with our respective jobs, that we simply haven't had the energy to be patient - she starts, and she gets very short-shrift immediately. Sounds a bit heartless, but actually, in terms of the melt downs, it seems to be quite effective.
Good luck with the dental appointments - nothing worse than toothache, or earache, in my book
Well done to your - is it another Granddaughter? Wasn't sure from your post - and her predicted A's, Spamar. I was thinking of you on Friday morning, when I started a 6 week ecology based course with one of my groups, at a nature reserve - had a lovely morning pond dipping , and I found myslef thinking 'This would be right up Spamar's street'
I haven't pond dipped since I was a kid myself, and I forgot how interesting and how much fun it could be! We found water bugs and beetles, water snails, dragon and damsel fly larva - but the star's of the show, especially for my young people, were the caddis fly larva - one had constructed a case that was at least 4 or 5 times longer than its body - how on earth it was managing to drag it round was anyones guess! The reserve is there only because its a site for great crested newts, which are protected. One of the big house building companies bought the land to build a housing estate, and because of the crested newts they had to legally provide a reserve within the area and then pay for its upkeep - they have had to create an area with no less than 39 small ponds, and we were told that when they collected the creatures to move them to the new ponds, they found 3000 crested newts - and also 27,000 assorted smooth newts, frogs and toads. If the crested newts hadn't been on the site, then there would have been no obligation for all the other creatures to be saved and most would have been killed with the building work - doesn't bear thinking about, does it
{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}} 2jays x
Amy, hope all is OK with you, hun and cuppatea - hello, feel free to join in whenever you like
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Visited Mil yesterday, found her still without teeth and very chesty. Staff are aware and monitoring. She was in fairly good humour and for once saw me and greeted me like a long lost friend, very excitable and very delighted to see me - that lasted for about a couple of minutes, with her saying that she couldn't believe I was there and had come to see her, for once it wasn't OH who got all the smiles and the affection, lol. However, her attention soon went back to her lunch. Her coordination when it comes to feeding herself is so poor now, but she still prefers - most of the time -to 'do it herself'. She was using a fork, and even though I fetched her a knife (I think the first one had ended up on the floor) she insisted on having the fork in one hand and using a bunched up bit of tissue in her other hand to push the food onto the fork. And she really struggled, eventually asking me to cut her food for her (I think the staff are going to have to start doing that now!) and eventually, suddenly bursting into tears and asking me to help feed her the last few bits. The pudding - peach crumble and custard - she managed to hoover up in no time, it being much easier for her to manage with the spoon and tissue routine.
Mainly she was in a good mood, but we twice saw a sudden flash of aggressive behaviour, though thankfully not aimed at us. One of the other residents came across (as he often does) and did his usual hovering over OH and I, carrying out a series of mimed actions - sometimes you can work out what he is doing, sometimes you can't, but we are quite use to him and if you just let him carry on and speak pleasantly to him, he is no problem. Yesterday he kept miming writing something on our backs, and was responding with the odd smile when we spoke to him. Mil was OK at first, insisted on caling him 'Tommy' (not his name) and asking how he was. But - with no reason I could see - she suddenly turned and as OH was saying something to the gentleman, Mil's face turned to thunder and she mouthed at me to tell him where to go - I'll leave you to guess at the language she used! She raised the hand with the fork in it and I honestly thought she was going to throw it at the gentleman, so I spoke really sharply to her - she subsided - but if looks could kill. Had there been no one there, near enough to stop her, I think she would have thrown it
Several minutes later, the old boy moved to stand closer to her, and again, she turned, suddenly shouting at him to 'Go away', and her hand came up - this time a member of staff was near and led the gentleman away. But its easy to see how quickly she can blow and how quick she is to resort to hitting out or throwing things at people
We stayed for an hour, and again, no fuss when we left to 'go shopping' - just her givng me a lst of 'bread, butter and cooked beef' to pick up at the shops for her
Half term round here this week, so admin catch up week, plus a run to S Wales on Wednesday. I have 3 projects finishing next week, but another one started this week, and I have two more starting the week after I get back from holiday, so its still going to be incredibly busy. Haven't had the usual anual leave approval through for our hols, so am starting to panic slightly over there being a problem with it - I guess I'll find out on Wednesday!
Hope you all have a good what's left of the weekend. Slugsta, will be thinking of you, hun, and hoping all is peaceful xxx Take care, everyone xxxx
