What a nightmare

With the title of this post, you'd think that all my negative worries came true. You'd think that Wes was tired, cranky and miserable. You'd think that we couldn't keep him awake and Tim and I wanted to kill each other. Well the total opposite happened, yet it was still a nightmare.

We took Wes out to McDonald's for a special dinner after we dropped off Casey to my sisters. He was spending the night. Tim got Wes a chocolate milk with his chicken nuggets which he has on rare occasions. Of course he loved it. By the time we got back home the boy was off the wall. He was dancing around and singing songs and just hyper. We were actually glad because he wasn't tired and ready for bed. By 9pm, we let him watch a Thomas the Train video to help calm him down. Tim gave him a bath at 9:30pm and he was in bed with lights out at 10. I'm not sure how long it took him to fall asleep because I went to bed too. Tim had idea to stay up all night rather then getting a little bit of sleep. He woke Wes up at 2am and after a half an hour, Wes was rearing to go again. He played on the computer A LOT and he and Tim played. By 6am, he was asking to go to bed. We managed to get him to stay awake with some breakfast and headed out around quarter to 7 for the hospital. We get there and get checked in and Wes is still doing great. He even greeted a few of the other patients. The tech comes and gets us and brings us in the back into a small room with a bed only. We try to get Wes to lay down and he just doesn't want to. The tech gives up after 3 minutes and tells us we will have to come back and have him sedated. There were no orders to do so today and apparently they were just too busy to wait for orders from his pediatrician. Uhhh, what?? He asked why we were doing this procedure and we told him he has autism. The tech said that on the 100+ kids with autism that he's done this for, most had an opposite reaction to the sedation and were hyper rather then sleepy. We spent 10 minutes in that hospital before turning around and leaving.

Needless to say, I am rather angry that Tim had to waste a sick day and all of us are sleep deprived for nothing. I knew this part would happen and I mentioned that to both his pediatrician and the neurologist who ordered the test. I need to make some calls and find out what to do now. I won't be making them today, because in my condition, I'm sure to say something I'll regret.