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The Ramblings of a Redneck Diva
Saturday, September 4, 2004
I'm back to as normal as I get
Mood:  spacey
First of all, let me say a great big THANK YOU to those who sent their sympathy and thoughts(and a hug - thank you Dave!) this past week. Even though I haven't been a blogger long, I feel like we truly are a unique group of individuals and a close-knit one at that! Guys, you rock.

Yesterday was the much-anticipated Kindergarten Luau and let me tell you what - it was everything I had anticipated: 20-some 5 year olds in Hawaiian garb eating hot-dogs on the lawn of the school in 90 degree heat. Yeah, all the fun of the islands right here in Oklahoma. My son has an aversion to hotdogs, so he ate a handful of Cheetos and a brownie at 10:45 (Which is such a stupid time to serve children LUNCH, in my opinion). I picked everyone up from school yesterday at 3:15, threw Capri Suns at them all to hydrate them while we drove into town. First stop, the barber shop. Sam and my nephew, Gentry, were both starting to resemble English sheepdogs. They had conspired in the back seat that they were both getting flat tops, yet again. I am sensing military in the future for both, lol. We then left the barbershop, got gas, then went to Great Clips to get Abby a haircut because her flippy-spiky-ultra-mod-my-cool-mom-lets-me-choose-my-hairstyle 'do was getting pretty shaggy. Bub took the 2 boys on to karate because the line at Great Clips was pretty long. FINALLY we leave the salon, Abby looking "all that and a bag of chips" once again and fly to the dojo for the last 15 minutes of karate. Sensei worked the boys really hard last night and when he finally let them go I noticed Sam was looking mighty peaked. I gave him a bottle of water in the van and told him to drink up, he was just hot. We drove the 8 blocks to the chicken place for dinner (it's nearly 6:30 by now) and when I opened the van door I saw one sick-looking little boy. Oh my goodness, he was pale, shaking, clammy and couldn't stand up. I immediately stripped him out of his gi, moved his booster seat to the middle so he could get some air and told the girls (who immediately pouted, of course) that it was pb&j for dinner because something was obviously up with their brother. As I'm driving home I'm trying to figure out what could be Sam's problem when it hit me. I asked him what he had had for snack that day, to which he replied "nothing." So, pretty much he had gone all day on that handful of Cheetos and a brownie. His blood sugar had bottomed out!! I threw a Dum Dum sucker at him (thank God we had been through the drive-thru at the bank earlier) and drove a little faster the rest of the way home. Once I got a huge spoon of peanut butter and some cheese in him he perked right up. Agh...poor guy was totally running on fumes. A friend of mine asked if diabetes runs in the family, but I poo-pooed it off as a fluke. Then my mother puts that motherly fear back in me by telling me that juvenile diabetes isn't partial to overweight children. Ohhhhh great, something to obsess over! Like I didn't have enough. So now I carry a juice box, crackers and Life-savers in the van in case it happens again. Man.

Then the poor little guy woke up at 1:30 this morning with a fever. He can't catch a break for nothing.

ROFL!! Gotta share a Kady-ism. Probably won't be as funny when I write it, but it cracked me up in real life anyway...

I just walked in to check on Sam and noticed the bathroom light was on and Kady was mysteriously quiet...not a good combo. I get to the bathroom doorway and she meets me there, attempting to block entrance. Keep in mind, she's 2, but acts MUCH older and talks much older, except for the pronoun confusion.
ME: Kady, whatcha doin?
K: (blank stare, eyes averting over her shoulder, more blank staring)
ME: Kady, whatcha doin?
K: Uhhhhh...notheeeeng
ME: Hmh. Ok, well then why are you in the bathroom?
K: Uhhhh...(light bulb goes off somewhere)Me just washed my boobies!
ME: (after biting my lip) You washed your boobies? Uhh, why?
(At this point, I noticed the side of the tub is completely covered in tub-crayon drawings. This isn't a crime, I don't care if they draw on the tub, mind you.)
K: Well (lots of dramatic hand motions at this point) see...uh...my boobies were all COLOR-DEE!
ME: Kady, why on earth did you color your boobies?
K: (blank stare)
ME: Tell you what, Sis...you can color the tub all you want, but don't color your boobies anymore, alright?
K: (Realizing she has dodged a huge bullet somewhere in the grand scheme of things) Ok, Momma! Want me to color YOUR boobies??

Well, I'm off, friends and neighbors! After the week we all endured, a group of us girls decided we deserved a GNO. It's 6:40pm and I'm still in my pajamas. Yeah...sue me. I was up all night with a sick kid, k? But in order for me to not lose out on a seriously needed GNO, I have to pick up the house, shower, dress and put together something for dinner by 8:30 when the husband is due home.

Wish me luck at the casino!!

The Diva has spoken at 6:41 PM CDT

Saturday, September 4, 2004 - 11:21 PM CDT

Name: Jenn
Home Page: http://jennschall.blogspot.com

Hey Miss Diva,
I don't think you are dealing with diabeties. That is high blood sugar, with it you would see a lot of peeing, eating all the time and never filling up, and drinking a lot like a gallon and a half of water in an afternoon those are the beginning stages. We have it a lot on Steves side of the family, and our dog has juvinile diabeties. It sounds more like he is experiencing low blood sugar, which could just be because he was getting sick. Thought that might make you feel a little better.

Saturday, September 4, 2004 - 11:27 PM CDT

Name: Jenn
Home Page: http://jennschall.blogspot.com

Hey miss Diva,
I don't think your dealing with dibeties. That is high blood sugar, and giving him a snack wouldn't help it would cause the blood sugar to go higher. You want to look for things like peeing a lot, eating and never getting full, weight loss, and drinking a lot and always being thursty. Those are the signs of JD. The reason Dibetics have to have snacks is because when they are taking insulin it causes the blood sugar to get to low sometimes. My dog has JD, and my brother in law has it too, so I am always watching for the signs in my boys. It sounds like Sam was experiencing low blood sugar, which would have been from not eating. I am no Dr. though sweetie, I just thought I would tell you what I do know about it so you are not so worried.

Saturday, September 4, 2004 - 11:28 PM CDT

Name: Jenn

darn thing told me it couldn't post my first comment and it did!

Sunday, September 5, 2004 - 11:20 AM CDT

Name: Diva

Oh thank you, Jenn!! I appreciate any input from anyone wiser than me. :-)

He's one sick little fella right now, so the low blood sugar could've been brought on by his system getting bogged down from the virus...who the heck knows. Right now I'm just trying to keep him from burning a hole in my couch! 105.5 is the highest his temp has gotten so far - agh! Scared this momma to death!

Sunday, September 5, 2004 - 11:20 AM CDT

Name: Diva

Oh thank you, Jenn!! I appreciate any input from anyone wiser than me. :-)

He's one sick little fella right now, so the low blood sugar could've been brought on by his system getting bogged down from the virus...who the heck knows. Right now I'm just trying to keep him from burning a hole in my couch! 105.5 is the highest his temp has gotten so far - agh! Scared this momma to death!

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