Sunday

Jace has a sinus infection, and is getting hit pretty hard with seizures.  I'm not sure if it's just being sick, or if it's the antibiotic lowering his seizure threshold.  I feel terrible for him.  And I'm worried about him tonight.  We accidentally gave him two doses... I called to make sure there wasn't a need for him to be seen.  I still worry though.  He's my little man and relies on me to take care of him.

I'm also noticing a pattern here.

He's getting hit harder like Aidan.

I hope it's just me.

After his daddy took Jace to the clinic this morning for the infection, Aidan and I went to church.  It's been sort of a struggle to get it figured out where we could go.  The main chapel is too much for him, both warmth/heat wise, but also sensory input (the walls are super busy, the sounds from everywhere, the movement from everywhere) and we'd been going to the nursery.  But our ward meets later now and all the classrooms, even the kitchen, are being used.  They figured out a room for us that has a window we can crack open, but it didn't have a speaker to the chapel.  We got a phone call today saying they had it ready.

So Aidan and I went to the room and there it was, all set up and waiting.  Seriously the sweetest thing ever!  They made my month!

Because it was a change for him and none of my boys do well with change- it's part of the pdd-nos thing- Aidan freaked out at first.  This sent him into clusters of myoclonics and exhaustion.  So grateful for that wheelchair.  I just reclined it back and put his head on his coat, and he took a jerk filled nap.

But we made it to church. :)