Christmas was not bad at all. I made it through four hours at RS’s cousin’s house before really bothering RS to go. Luckily he was ready as well as we had a 1.5 hour drive home. My son liked his presents and I think I have impressed upon him that WE brought the gifts, not Santa, without outright saying there’s no Santa. I did not want to ruin the magic, of course, but as he gets older and his gifts get less plentiful but more expensive I want him to know that not everyone gets expensive gifts from “Santa”.

Today we’re going by my grandmas for a couple of hours. My mom was “thinking” about going a couple of days ago but I didn’t give her a chance to say no today, really. I just texted her we’ll be there to pick her up at 12:30. She said she’ll be ready. My son’s other grandma is stopping by quickly to give him his gifts, she can’t stay because she’s been exposed.

Cheeto has his ultrasound tomorrow at 9am. He’s still acting fine and I see him eating every morning so I am still hoping it’s nothing serious.

I still can’t sleep but I think I might know why. The pharmacy won’t fill the higher dose of seroquel. It’s only 50mg higher than my regular dose but maybe it has something to do with that. Unfortunately I’d have to cut the ones I have into thirds to get up to the right dose so I’ll call my pdoc’s office tomorrow and see if I can get them to pass the message to my dr that I need her to approve the refill.