brigid: drawing of two women, one whispering to the other (me)

We’ve been having “issues” using Niko’s inhaler and spacer (with mask). He hasn’t been afraid of the spacer per se– he enjoyed carrying it around, calling it a train whistle, and pressing the mask briefly– briefly!– to his face. But he hated HATED hated us using it on him. I’m talking sobbing, flailing, clawing, back-arching, terror tantrums.

Last night, I asked Nesko to buy a package of M&Ms.

This morning, we used bribery.

Look. If you thought I was the kind of parent who was above bribery than I think you haven’t been reading this blog for very long. I will use any trick at all to make my life easier, including candy.

Sweet, delicious candy.

So we gave Niko his first dose early in the morning. Nesko sat with Niko in his lap and held him, I explained my way through the spacer/inhaler use, and then… 2 M&Ms! There was a struggle with the first use, but less of a struggle the second time. We dosed him again right before leaving the house to drop him off at Baba’s. He was reluctant at first, but the second dose? He was calm as anything. Patient. Compliant. The proud possessor of 2 M&Ms afterwards (although not for long, he quickly ate them).

My in-laws dropped him off (complete with a haircut/trim by my FIL, a man with 30 years’ experience cutting his sons’ and now his grandson’s hair), and we had some cuddle time and then I pulled out the spacer. He objected, not too strenuously, at first but when he saw the bag of M&Ms? Oh my yes. He cuddled in my lap and I put the mask on him and counted and demonstrated big inhales and he did everything I wanted him to do, as calm and patient as anything. I gave him much praise and 2 M&Ms after, and we read a short book, and then did the second dose. It went even easier than the first dose. Thank God.

I really hope that his ability to be bribed to use his spacer means we can also quickly and easily (and successfully!) incorporate bribery into potty training.

Anyway, after all that we read another book, then went to bed, where we read our traditional 2 books in bed… or tried to. He is having a love affair with a Richard Scarry book that has cars in it over a two-page spread, which means he ASKS for someone to read him the book but REALLY he just wants to keep turning the pages to that spread so he can look at the cars. Well. He is not allowed to do that all night. So I gave him fair warning I was going to turn the lights out on the count of three, did so, and didn’t force him to give up the book. He “read” the book with the lights out, then fell asleep with it on his face.

This is not the first time he’s fallen asleep with a book. Previously he feel asleep curled up with one.

Adorable? Yes. Nerdy? Oh hell yes. My child? Oh, definitely.

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brigid: drawing of two women, one whispering to the other (me)

Possibly the greatest aid in parenting I’ve had is that I’ve owned pets. So, as awful as this may sound, I sometimes talk to toddlers the way I do to dogs: short, direct sentences and using my tone of voice to indicate emotion. I use the phrase “drop it” a little oftener than I should. And I’ve had to restrain cats. So this morning, when it was time for me to give Niko his inhaler without assistance for the first time (Nesko’s working a 14 hour shift; look upon him with mercy), I wrapped Niko up in a towel (pinning his arms) and pinned him to the bed. It was mostly successful. He’s supposed to have 2 puffs every 4 hours, and he’s supposed to hold the mask over his face and inhale for 30 seconds for each puff. The first puff, he managed to wrench his face away after only 8 seconds. The second puff I let him up after 20 seconds because he was so upset.

When I was first diagnosed with asthma, I also had bronchitis and the flu at the same time. I had tremendous difficulty breathing. For an adult using an inhaler, one is supposed to inhale while depressing the inhaler’s button (which dispenses the medication), and then hold one’s breath for 10 seconds. I was frequently unable to hold my breath for that long. I had so little oxygen in my blood stream that I needed to breathe, to take many short, shallow breaths. It was kind of like drowning with no water around. However, even the little bit of medication that got in my lungs helped, and soon I was able to hold my breath for 10 seconds… or longer! So I’m hoping that even though we aren’t fully compliant with the inhaler and spacer, it’ll still help; and I’m also hoping that Niko will get more used to using it.

He’s fine holding the spacer, or walking around with it. Sometimes, he presses the mask to his face himself for a few seconds. He’s not afraid of the spacer in and of itself. But he does not want us holding it to his face and using it on him. We’re going to pick up some M&Ms and see if bribery helps.

Again, anyone with experience in toddlers and inhalers/spacers, hit me up.

(For the record, he only coughed twice last night, which is a big improvement.)

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This post, which has two parts, is totally inspired by Suzanne of Bebehblog.

The first part is that sometimes she blogs about stuff she cooks/bakes, including recipes and photos. I’ve been talking with friends of mine literally for years about doing this, and now I’ve taken the plunge and started a thing. You can check out A Kitchen In Ruins, which so far features recipes for Split Pea Soup, Blueberry Muffins, and English Muffin Bread. She also posts photos and instructions for craft stuff sometimes (head bands, tutus, felt flowers) that are awesome. So I’m going to try to start posting every Monday about stuff I’ve made.

The other part is that she mentioned on Twitter a few days ago that parent bloggers aren’t as welcoming and supportive as they could be. This is true! And I can think of a number of reasons for that, especially when compared to craft bloggers (which she mentioned as well). So, let’s change that. Starting next week, I’m going to post an entry a day about a different parent blogger who has positively affected my mood, my parenting, my attitude, my blogging, or my level of knowledge about something. Why don’t you join me in this? Even if you can only dedicate one entry, let’s spread the love for each other. Let’s have a carnival of love. I’m going to figure out how to easily collect links to blogs taking part in the love carnival and we can have a big old love carnival party. How’s that sound?

And, unrelated to everything else mentioned, does anyone have experience with toddlers, albuterol, and spacer masks? If so, give me advice on using them please.

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