Not a fun day...

Really, it's pretty much sucked.

Wyatt had school today, and I had clinical, but if you read my status earlier, you know neither one of those things actually happened.

When I got Wy up this morning, he was pretty sluggish. Not out of the ordinary for him, but he was a little more sluggish than usual. I fed him breakfast, got him dressed, and was ready to go out front with him and wait for the bus, when I kissed his forehead, and I noticed that it was a bit warmer than it should be.

I'm usually pretty good at gauging a temp by touch. He felt like he was about 100, and the thermometer confirmed it. His nose was stuffy, he was sneezing, his eyes were puffy and glassy, and I thought "Ah crap".

There have been 2 confirmed cases of H1N1 flu in our area, and the unit I worked on this weekend had another 2 patients on isolation for suspected flu, so I wasn't about to take any chances. I got myslef dressed, popped Wy in the car and headed over to the pediatrician.

By this point it was less than 60 min before I was supposed to be at clinical, so I called my instructor to let her know what was going on, and she told me that since I hadn't followed school policy and notified her more than an hour before clinical I would get an Unsatisfactory for the day, a written warning, and I'd have to make the day up.

Fabulous.

Just what I wanted to hear as I'm driving my (possibly) flu infected child to the MD.

Between the unexpected changes in my work schedule, having a day off Monday, and now not going to school this morning, Wyatt's whole routine has already been turned upside down, and now he knows he's going to the Dr, and he's freaking about about the possibility of maybe having to get a shot, so that's all he talked about the whole way over there.

You know, back when he was 3, and wasn't talking yet, if you'd told me there's ever come a time when I'd tell him to stop talking, I'd have laughed in your face. Well, that time came, and I wasn't laughing!

Fortunately his regular pediatrician happened to be the one doing the walk in visits today, so Wyatt was fine, he gave him a big hug, and Dr A was very sweet and patient with him. Dr A is wonderful, he's been Wyatts' Dr since just after he was diagnosed. He's taken the time to educate himself on autism, he's always very patient with Wyatt, and he does things on Wyatts' time table and doesn't try to rush him through an appointment.

Dr A said he didn't think it was the flu, that it was probably a virus, and then gave both Wyatt and I notes for school. I never thought at 44 I'd need to bring a note in to my teacher, but there it is.

I got Wyatt home, gave him some Motrin and Claritin for the cold, and e-mailed my 3 page paper (the one I was bitching about all day yesterday) to my instructor. She had wanted me to bring it to campus today, but later she changed her mind and said I could e-mail it to her, which I appreciated.

As if all of this mess wasn't stressful enough, Wyatt was a little beastie today. The combination of the day off from school, the holiday Monday, and all the juggling of my work schedule this past weekend just threw his whole world into turmoil, and everything - Ev. Re. Thing. was an argument today.

He had a project due for school tomorrow, a fill in the blank poster all about him, that should have taken 5 min to finish. It turned into a 45 min. battle. He argued about dinner, argued about the shower tonight, argued about bedtime, argued about brushing his hair, argued about getting into bed, argued about getting under the covers,. I swear to GOD I was ready to find a band of Gypsys and sell his little ass off!

The up side, is that most of the arguing was similar to how his brother behaved at that age, so I decided to take the attitude that the change in routine may have triggered it, but the behavior itself was pretty much typical for an almost 9 year old.

To me, any typical, age appropriate behavior, even irritating, aggravating, I know why tigers eat their young behavior, is a positive step in his development, so after I put him to bed and looked over some stuff for MY schooling, I poured myself a glass of wine, and decided to let go of the day. I'm going to get a good sleep, and Wy and I will start fresh in the morning.