New Day, New Tic ?
So Riley had an appointment on Tuesday the 27th to check in with his psychiatrist. The day started out peaceful enough, considering where we were headed. However, once on the highway, I noticed white smoke at the back of my car but dismissed it because it disappeared a few seconds later (I really wish I had started writing a few months back, when my car really put on one hell-uva performance). However, as soon as I hit the city streets, I stopped at the stoplight which motivated my car to die on me. As if that were not enough, the hood of my car decided to cough up white smoke. Now, I know that I wasnt supposed to drive the car in that condition but I knew for sure that the car had not overheated so I decided to risk the 3 mile drive to Riley’s doctor office. Afterall, he had recently started eeking and I really needed to inform his doctor. Sometimes you must simply carry on. Well, funny how life happens because I made it 1.5 miles and then my car died. My heart sank because I knew I wouldnt try driving anymore that day. I got out of the car to reassure the gentleman with the honking horn behind me that I was unable to move my car. A moment of fear washed over my smile but then I realized that someone had stopped to help. As much as I was excited, I was more disappointed when I realized that my good samaritian had young children with her. I reassured her that we would be ok…and that was before I had noticed three guys across the street. Once I realized they were walking towards me, it took me two seconds to realize they had uniforms on, and two more seconds to realize that I had broken down in front of a car repair shop. Talk about good luck.
So, to make a very long and wonderful story short, the car was fixed and I was even allowed to pay half now and half later. I say “long story” because it took a full day (and a family full of patience) for the repairs to be completed. So, today was the rescheduled appointment and I prayed my car would get us to the appointment safely. Thankfully, I have stopped calling the car “Satan” so we did arrive without any issues.
The doctor listened to everything I had to say. Since she had already overheard Riley’s eeking, she decided to increase his doseage and provide some ‘eek-free’ meds. I really dont like medicine and she reassured me that I did NOT have to give him the medicine. I instantly decided that I wanted to do more research before I gave him anything else. Riley told me he wanted to take the medicine because he hates the eeking. He said, “What happens when I am a scientist and i still eek?” I tried to reassure him that even if he eeked as a scientist, his collegues would probalby just learn to tune out the noise. So, I decided to compromise and do some research as soon as I got home. Again, funny how life happens. On the way home, I noticed Riley started jerking his head from side to side. At first, I wondered if he was doing it because he was cold (he looked like he had the chills). However, he started jerking his head in his sleep. Sigh. So, now he rapidly blinks his eyes, eeks, and jerks his head from side to side. And guess who started taking his medicine tonight? So, tomorrow is a new day while tonight still holds all these questions and fears. Somehow, I am confident I will be saying the same thing tomorrow night, too.
