A lot on my mind, but very little I can share

Sometimes I think I should stop answering my phone, but I guess pretty soon I should be expecting a phone call. One I have to take.

Things are changing around me in whirlwind form.

Too fast! Too much drama! Too much information to process!

I know I can't explain, but maybe I will be able to in a few months.

Dan saw Dr Lener, the GI, today.

He has a diagnosis of abdominal migraines because he is absolutely perfect in between vomiting spells.

Dr Lener apparently had abdominal migraines as a child...and so did I. As we were talking I described what mine were like when I was young and she confirmed my suspicion that they were in fact abdominal migraines.

I was soooo sick every single morning when I woke up...and it's not like I could stay home from school every day. I was legit sick, unfortunately.

I don't remember when they finally went away, but they must've.

Hopefully the new med will stop all his vomiting.

If it hasn't stopped in four to six weeks, we'll be back in for an x-ray of his colon.

She wasn't happy that we've been slacking off on his Miralax, but I promised to do better. At least Dan is regular.

I also got lectured about making sure I ask lots of questions at the pharmacy.

Matt figures I got the lecture she gives all the parents.

I assured her that our pharmacy takes good care of us.

We also talked about Dr Ormsby retiring.

I sure am going to miss her!!

We will either use Cynthia Owens or Ryan Donnelly.

After talking to Dr Lener, I am inclined to go with Dr Owens.

Dr Owens sees Dr Lener's grandkids. Dr Owens was also Dr Ormsby's kids pediatrician. A doctor's doctor is a very good thing.

I really liked her and she's thorough.

I just worry about the trauma aspect of things because it is complicated.

This is pretty much the extent of what I can share at this time.

I probably put some surprising names on the prayer roll at the temple, but I honestly just want what is best for everyone.

My incredibly altruistic life may feel suffocating at times, but at least it is genuine.

Speaking of which, they didn't come down for Tori's new inhaler today so all must be well.

Tori will be home from Stake YW Camp sometime tomorrow.

I hope she had fun.

She was reluctant to go until the very last minute.

As much as I dislike camping, I always liked girls camp.

Actually, I think it is more I dislike camping with family...rather than disliking camping.

Too many memories.

I've always enjoyed camping with friends...especially sleeping out under the stars in Manti. So gorgeous and temperate during the pageant time of the year.

Well,  guess this is pretty much it for me.

I need sleep anyway.

Sweet dreams!