Today we finally had the appointment for Elisabeth to have her hearing test, under sedation, since she has never cooperated enough to get a decent hearing test done on her. At five months of age she was given an overdose of medicine in the hospital when she was in for her heart surgery. Now she's extremely delayed in her speech development, so we really need to get some answers on this. We had waited about four months just to get in for this appointment.
280 mg of Chloral Hydrate doesn't touch Elisabeth.
She squirmed, she pulled on my earrings, she tried to walk around, she jumped on the bed, she tried to pull charts off the wall, she whirled like a dervish, she pulled off the doctor's glasses and his name badge and tried to pull off his tie.
Basically she was a combative drunk.
No hearing test.
We have to wait for yet another appointment for a test under full anesthesia.
Mommy is saying bad words.
Oh, and then there was the part when Catherine absolutely flipped out and started screaming uncontrollably when we were entering the hospital and then again when we were waiting for the elevator, because she just KNOWS that elevator rides only lead to the pediatrician's office and other terrible, horrible things. . . .