My sister and I love watching reruns of The West Wing. One of the catch phrases in that show is "What's Next?" It's something that President Bartlett says when he wants to move on to what ever is next on his plate. I used it a lot when I did the "sort" of Borders store 595 in Poughkeepsie. I think that's why the trainers there liked me so much because I completed tasks quickly and wanted to move on to the next thing.
Well I've been using it frequently for Anastasia and every single condition she has. When we were in the hospital waiting for her colitis diagnosis I heard it and then asked what was next. The alopecia came back, what's next? She's constipated, what's next? Issues with getting her diabetic supplies, what's next?
Now we face another issue, because she has been so constipated lately her colon has stretched a bit. This has made her not feel when she has to poop. So now during school she has been pooping herself and it has been affecting her socially.
Nobody wants to hear that their child's "friends" from last year don't want to play with them. It hurts me even more because at times I was that child (with the exception of my life long friend Beth, so Beth if you are reading this it's not you at all!!!).
So I called her GI for some guidance and now we get to clean out her colon...YAY (NOT).
So this weekend when I am not working I will be encouraging Ana to drink a ton of miralax and eating x-lax squares so we will hopefully get some sense of normalcy for her.
Pray that this work because even though I will be ready for What's Next...I might not look forward to it.
