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Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Fleas anyone?

"Come on Small Sprog!" Tall GIrl and I chorus as we wait to use the bathroom in the holiday cottage. As cottages go, it's quite a nice one, and there is more than one loo, but it's down two flights of stairs, and anyway, were are eagerly waiting to go to the beach and he is still in there. "What are you doing?" I ventured. The door opened and he looked exasperated. "You've been ages!" I say. He shrugs. That's his usual state these days, shrugging.

I have noticed recently that he has become ponderously slow, I remember Tall Girl going through the same stage. It's almost as if all that growing makes the rest of the brain shut down and he needs rebooting on a regular basis. When he really was a small Sprog, he could race around in circles while I could hardly keep up with him. Where did my small boy go? 

I remember being slow when I was a teenager. My first boss threatened me with 'the sack' if I didn't speed up a bit! I don't think I did and he certainly didn't, but he was possibly as exasperated as I am with Small Sprog now.

These days I have to nag him to get a move on for everything, though he has more to do that the rest of us. The sudden surge in hormones may have something to do with his raging eczema, and he has various potions from the doctor to apply morning and night. However, I have to constantly remind him, and even when he says he's applied it, it's never very thorough, so he still looks like a flee ridden dog most of the time, absentmindedly itching and scratching all over the place. The warm weather doesn't help - gosh, hope it's not really fleas?!

And once he's applied cream I have to remind him to use his inhaler, this has been in use since he was 18 months old - why can't he remember? And why does he take ages?!

Then he takes an antihistamine tablet, also prescribed by the doctor - it's not helping the skin at all but he's stopped blowing his nose all evening.

So, poor old thing, it's all a bit much for a teenage boy who'd prefer to live in virtual reality - I guess they don't have eczema there?


9 comments:

Maggie May said...

Poor SS. He has quite a bit to put up with before taking into account the raging hormones. Enough to make anyone slow down, I think.
Maggie x

Nuts in May

Rob-bear said...

Poor SS! He is struggling. I'm sure some days he feels he isn't even "there." Better to be in virtual reality.

Please keep "encouraging" him to do what he needs. I'd hate for you to lose him to depression; that would be a real mess. (Been there; done that.)

Blessings and Bear hugs to all of you!

Steve said...

Sympathies. My teen can only work "at speed" if he has a joypad or game controller in his hands.

Looking for Blue Sky said...

I'm on a go slow too: I think it's my second teenagedom... It's not the speed here with my teens that's the problem, it's the amount of rest time that seems to be required between any small effort.

Looking for Blue Sky said...

I'm on a go slow too: I think it's my second teenagedom... It's not the speed here with my teens that's the problem, it's the amount of rest time that seems to be required between any small effort.

cheshire wife said...

I feel for SS. I would take him back to his GP/dermatologist if you can. I think that his potions should work better than they appear to be doing.

DD's Diary said...

They don't call it the awkward age for nothing, poor lamb. Hope he'll be better soon

Rose said...

Poor guy, the teenage years are not easy ones. I raised four kids in a house with one bathroom--can you believe it? I remember the daughters especially, who had to be practically forced to take baths when young. Then they became teenagers and totally monopolized the bathroom!

nick said...

I always expect teenagers to race through everything at top speed, ticking off their elders for being so slow. Clearly that isn't necessarily the case! He reminds me of my 92 year old mum who also does everything at a snail's pace. But then she has the genuine excuse of her advanced age....

Very glad I didn't have any embarrassing skin ailments when I was at school!