When it rains it seems to POUR!

Where do I begin?  Ahhh..  it's been such a crazy time so far.  Saturday I took Cole to the Jaycee park to play and get his softball medalion.  During our tournament and end of season they only bought medalions for first through third place and our coach decided that she thought kids their age deserved a reward for a season well done, so she bought them and handed them out to the kids along with a pizza party.  Cole had fun playing with Payton and Jenna. 

Cole with his medalion!

Brody had fun watching the kids and playing in the grass!

Sunday I took Cole to church, and headed in to town to sit with Grandma and Grandpa Trone.  Grandpa was so confused that day.  He was so irate at times.  He finally got happy when I loaded him up in the car and took him for a cruise.  He keeps saying he wants to go home.  We are not sure where "home" is to him? He got soooo mad at us for telling him that he was home.  He was super ticked off.  He's also been reverting back to different stages of his life.  He woke up at 2 a.m. wanting to go outside and "play" the other night.  One evening he told grandma if she wouldn't take him HOME he would go there himself.  So he threw his oxygen off and took off out the front door.  By the time grandma and mom got to him he was half way around the house headed towards the car.  So once again mom loaded him up and they drove around town.  He seems to calm down just getting out and driving around.  By the time you spend time in the car he's happy to go back to the house and he will usually be so tired and wore out he will settle down and sleep.  Sometimes to just wake up and want to go "home" again, but sometimes he's happy being where he is.  One day he thought he was in jail.  He thought we were playing football outside.  He thought we were playing softball outside.  Grandma got her hair cut last week and permed and since then he flips back and forth calling her Mom or Dean.  Dean is grandpa's older brother who lives in warsaw.  He talks to grandma like she's Dean.  It really makes me sad for grandma.  I feel like it breaks her heart when he thinks she's someone else.  It just breaks my heart.

Today he was a tad bit on the ornery side.  When I walked in the back door today he was sitting on the edge of the bed eating a chocolate chip cookie. (he thinks I made them homeade, but they are really soft cookies from Aldis that grandma bought! )  he gave me brownie points for baking though, so I will take it!  ha ha ha!  Anyways he was eating this cookie and he had a napkin around it.  I looked over and he was eating it napkin and all.  He reverts back to childish behavior a lot lately.  Carla told him not to eat the paper and he says "well I am going to eat all that you give me so if it's paper I am eating it too" and so she took the paper away from him!  He had chocolate all over his face, and was making faces at me.  Sticking out his tongue at the kids and lauging like crazy.

Cookie in hand here he is in all his glory today!

It cracked me up how he was acting.  By afternoon it was a different story.  After lunch he turned into a monster again and was HORRIBLE.  He was cussing grandma and getting mean, so mom gave him a pain pill and he wanted to go HOME so she took him for a car ride.  They were gone about 20 minutes and then he came back in a bit of a better mood because the pill had kicked in and it made him ready for a nap.

I had to take Bill to the Dr. today.  He has had a lump in his leg for quite awhile now.  He told me about it about 6 months ago.  We have kept a very close eye on it.  It hasn't really grown much, but I am worried about it every time I feel it I want him to get it looked at.  It took a lot of begging and I even had to turn on the waterworks, but he went today.  The Dr. ordered an ultrasound.  What we do know so far is that it is NOT a fluid filled cyst.  It consists of the same mateiral of the muscles around it.  It's 1cm. by 1cm. in demention.  We do also know that there is blood flow to the lump.  There is an artery running through it.  It's fairly close to the surface, right under the skin.  Tomorrow the radiologist will read it and the Dr. will call us to tell us the next step.  He kinda clued us in today, and unless the radiologist can identify what the tissue is, then MRI will be next step and then possibly removal.  Ugh.  Can you say stressed?  I am tyring to hold it all together here, but feel like screaming at the top of my lungs.  I think I need a break.  A break from  stress! 

On top of everything else that is going on, Brody has been such a pistol.  He's so moody, and throwing temper tantrums.  I mean this kid is ONE and has been screaming mad.  He's stomping his feet, blowing up at little things.  I am guessing he's teething, because this is just not him.  If he is teething, then he better be cutting a mouth full with this moodiness!  Geesh!  What a stinker! 

Now Cole... well here's another stressor in my life!  He has had bloody stools since last Thursday.  I got him in to the Dr. and hes had to take Milk of Magnesia for a few days to see if it cleaned him out.  We are tying to determine if he has an internal tear, or a ulcer.  Next step for him is an upper GI if we can't get the bloody stools to stop.  The MOM cleaned him out for now, and his poop did clear up, but now we have to monitor him for black stools again.  It's going to be a process of elimination.  Poor kid has lived on the pot for a few days.  He finally went back to school today. 

For tonight I have some veggie soup on the stove.  I am gearing up to cuddle with Cole and watch the finale of Big Brother and go to bed.  I want a good nights sleep and I guess we will see what tomorrow brings.  It's got to get better!  I am running out of steam!