Medication Vacation
I tried to search my blog for a post about medication vacations and failed. I did find a post from October 2007 and updated Adam’s name since I still called him Teddy Bear back then. There was a picture on the post and I didn’t have the patience to figure out what picture so I [...]
Ten Months You Silly Goose
Remember when I got all riled up about the jackass physicians’ assistant Geraldine and her recommendation to night wean Coop (and every other baby) once they hit ten pounds? I left a written message at the office and the head doctor of the practice called me right back. Of course I was in the middle [...]
Facebook, Instagram and Breastfeeding
When Chicken told me today that Facebook bought Instagram for a BILLION dollars I was temporarily sad. I’m not a fan of Facebook. I use it very little. Beyond the privacy issues, I object to Facebook’s stance on breastfeeding pictures. Breastfeeding is not lewd, it is not sexual, and it is not indecent. Then my [...]
Ten Pounds
During one of Egg’s doctor visits to check his poor ears we had an appointment with a new person. I’m going to call her Geraldine. We’ve been going to this office for about a year, and really like the two PA’s we had previously met. They have been on board with delayed vaccinations, Coop’s home [...]
And Then: More Corn
Tonight in the car I wondered if a person could actually be depressed from being sick for an extended period of time. And then I laughed and laughed and laughed. And then chuckled some more. Hello, my name is Sam and I have had a chronic illness (fibromyalgia) since 1999. However, I don’t feel like [...]
A Formula For Disaster
Although I frequently want to blog about Adam having Asperger’s Syndrome I am stopped by the reactions that I get in real life. When I say that Adam does this or that thing, the person invariably says, “Oh he’s just being a man. That’s what men do.” I respond by saying, “No. This is not [...]
Breastfeeding, Not Breathing, Colds, Babies and Addicted Toddlers
For those of you that have not been hanging around Sam’s Stories for years, in 2006 my father died. He had been dying, in bits and pieces for years. First there were years of chronic bronchitis, years of emphysema, years of steroids and endless inhalers. Dragging around oxygen, setting himself on fire that one time [...]
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