What a Week .. ..

I cannot believe the week I have had and it isn't even over yet!! Goodness let's hope the rest of the week (and the weekend) is uneventful!!

Monday was relatively normal, thank goodness. I can't remember too much of what happened so it must have been a good day rofl.

On Tuesday however the sh*t hit the fan. Brodie had an appointment scheduled for the afternoon at Monash Medical Centre (MMC) in Clayton. We decided to keep him home to make things easier on us (and the car) so we didn't have to travel an extra 40 kilometres. All we really had to do was take Angus to school and then wait until it was time to leave and head off to the MMC.

Well it wasn't that easy and why would it be where the boys are concerned!! You see the boys started off with a water fight with their drink bottles - indoors no less!! I asked them to clean up the water. So Brodie got the mop to start cleaning up. I then told Brodie (and Angus too) that I did not appreciate what they had done. Well I am guessing I said the wrong thing. Next thing I know is Brodie is throwing the mop onto the floor in a huff. I told him to pick it up to which he then told me to shove the mop up my a**e! So of course I ask him to pick it up again and he repeats the exact same words only much louder this time!! I then told him that he would NOT be going to Young Men's tonight as he didn't deserve to go. Of course he said the exact same thing a third time.

Next thing I know Mark comes inside, he was out the back in the shed, Brodie runs our the front door. Mark heads closer to Brodie. Brodie is holding the front door beginning to mouth off at Mark. He waits until Mark gets closer and begins to flee outside but before he does that he pushes Mark up against the wardrobe that sits near the front door. Mark holds out his walking stick to keep the security door open and its almost as if Brodie is waiting for Mark to come closer and he slams the door on him breaking the walking stick in the process. Brodie is swearing and carrying on during the whole thing!

I don't remember exactly what happened with Mark but I went out the front door after Brodie. He's still swearing at me. I reached out to grab him to try and stop him from running off. It didn't work and he takes a tumble on the concrete and disappears out of the driveway. I decide it's not worth trying to chase him and I check on Mark and Angus.
Poor Angus us terrified by this time. And that isn't unusual in itself. He tells me later on as I am driving him to school that there isn't a day that goes by that he doesn't at some point feel scared of Brodie.

Anyway I phone up MMC and reschedule Brodie's appointment, which is now in March. There is no way that Mark and I are now prepared to take him on such a long drive towards the city when he is in such a horrid mood and with such feral behaviour. I also phoned GCAMHS and of course no one is there. I then phone triage and while I am talking to them GCAMHS phone back. They weren't much help I'm sorry to say. In the end after I get back from taking Angus to school I just tell Brodie that he is going to school after all. I will NOT have him home at all after this episode! Needless to say that by 10:30 am he was at school. I hope there are No more meltdowns like that one for a long time if ever again.

And that was just Tuesday morning!! Now for the rest of the day... ... ... I was not having a very good time for a while. I felt awfully down in the dumps. Mark's back was hurting a lot due to being thrown/pushed into the corner of the wardrobe. Since I took Angus to school and was back in town after 9 am I went straight to the chemist and bought some codeine tablets and a walking stick to replace the one Brodie broke (and the cost of this will be coming out of his points!!). After I dropped Brodie off at school I went to Aldi to do some grocery shopping.

Poor Mark's back was hurting him ALL day. Even more than it normally does which I was not surprised with because of the force Brodie used. He took several codeine and a valium. It took the edge of a little but not much. Later in the evening after dinner he took some more and an ibuprofen and went out into the shed to talk with his brother on the phone. I went out to check on him and though that he had been crying as his eyes were all puffy and red looking. Mark came indoors to check on his eyes. This was around 9:30ish. I kept an eye on Mark and noticed that his eyes were becoming puffier. So at around 10:15, after trying to see if this new clinic in town had a locum that would come out to the house but they closed at 10 pm, we left for the hospital.

Mark initially wanted to go to bed and see if sleeping it off would help. I am so glad that he didn't. We knew of course that he was having an allergic reaction to the ibuprofen and told the triage/admin nurse when we got to the hospital at 10:30. While we were waiting to see the doctor Mark's symptoms got worse. Not only were his eyes puffy still his top lip was swelling and beginning to tingle. They then took Mark to a cubicle. He has had some phenergan when we got there to see if that helped (almost for got that bit) but it didn't. They then placed a shunt in his arm and gave him 100mg of hydro-cortisone and we waited to see if that helped. That was around 11 pm I think. Finally by 1:30 am Marks' eyes had started too look almost normal, his lips stopped tingling and he was feeling much better. It was only then that they allowed us to leave.

I am so glad that on Tuesday morning while making all these phone calls that I made one to our Dr's clinic to make an appointment for Mark. Not only will we talk to the doctor about what we originally wanted to see him for we now will need to talk to him about getting mark to an allergist and about organising an epipen. Mark has several allergies (Tegretol, bees and now ibuprofen - not to forget some washing powders and mangoes) which are life threatening. I just don't want to risk anything anymore and the sooner we can get the epipen the better .

I was going to add more but I think I have typed enough for now. Maybe tomorrow I'll add some more. Especially after the PSG at the High School.