At least that is what the boys told me tonight. I have (finally) ridden all the rides at Kings Island. Invertigo (Face Off) was the last ride I had left. Reluctantly, I got on certain rides...such as Drop Zone and Delirium; those type of rides turn and twist my stomach. Riding Firehawk was truly frightening. My hair got caught on the ride as soon as it took off. I was terrified I was going to be scalped!
Face Off (as it will always be known to me) was no joke. I can not stomach riding the backwards racer, and this ride was 10x's worse! I think I was actually green as I was walking away. The Demon commented that I looked very pale. I had to sit for about 10-15 mins, sucking ice, recovering! Whew. I have never been that close to throwing up after a roller coaster in my life. I'm glad I did it, and know that I will never ride that SOB ever again.
On a more serious note, The Demon is in the middle of a UC flare up. He's gone from 3-4 trips to the bathroom to 5-6 trips. He's even getting up in the middle of the night again. I hate it when he is not feeling well. It hasn't gotten to the point of him not wanting to eat or losing weight but I fear that is where it may be going. So....anyone reading this, he could really use your prayers and good thoughts.
We head to Children's Hospital tomorrow for a doctor appointment with his Endocrinologist. I have a feeling we'll be talking more about whether or not he would benefit from growth hormone treatment. I know that he really does not like being short. It is something that I never thought did affect him, but have come to realize that it affects him more than he ever says. The doctor has been comfortable postponing the hormone therapy. Thankfully. I am not ready to begin injections. But, I know that he's short. He knows he's short. He is more than a head shorter than lil J. I guess we will see what his future holds.
I've been slacking and not taking pictures lately.
Saturday is the first birthday my brother will have, in 31 years, that I will not be with him to celebrate....
Face Off (as it will always be known to me) was no joke. I can not stomach riding the backwards racer, and this ride was 10x's worse! I think I was actually green as I was walking away. The Demon commented that I looked very pale. I had to sit for about 10-15 mins, sucking ice, recovering! Whew. I have never been that close to throwing up after a roller coaster in my life. I'm glad I did it, and know that I will never ride that SOB ever again.
On a more serious note, The Demon is in the middle of a UC flare up. He's gone from 3-4 trips to the bathroom to 5-6 trips. He's even getting up in the middle of the night again. I hate it when he is not feeling well. It hasn't gotten to the point of him not wanting to eat or losing weight but I fear that is where it may be going. So....anyone reading this, he could really use your prayers and good thoughts.
We head to Children's Hospital tomorrow for a doctor appointment with his Endocrinologist. I have a feeling we'll be talking more about whether or not he would benefit from growth hormone treatment. I know that he really does not like being short. It is something that I never thought did affect him, but have come to realize that it affects him more than he ever says. The doctor has been comfortable postponing the hormone therapy. Thankfully. I am not ready to begin injections. But, I know that he's short. He knows he's short. He is more than a head shorter than lil J. I guess we will see what his future holds.
I've been slacking and not taking pictures lately.
Saturday is the first birthday my brother will have, in 31 years, that I will not be with him to celebrate....
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