Glad to see all this. When I left for work this a.m. I was worried re boomer et al. Not that I live my life through other's travails, but, geez, we can really care here.
I am still for Mom, and no dilution of that. But... whatever you end up feeling good about.
boomerang wrote:(NOt reading too much into things is VERY hard for me.)
Gee, I hadn't noticed :wink:
I hope you know how much we all love you here.
And by the way, this is my favorite of your avatars...
Overkill reaction:
Mo's body now recognizes bee venom as alien. The next time Mo encounters bee venom his body may scream "Invader! Invader! Kill! Kill! and pump out antibodies to counteract the alien invader.
This could mean a small swelling at the site of the bite or a large swelling at the site of the bite or an swelling at the site of the bite and on his face and neck with/or without symptoms of shock....
I had several bites as a child--swelling, itch, but no drama. I had a bite in my early twenties that put me in the hospital and damn near stopped my heart.
Frequently beekeepers who have been stung frequently without trouble retire, go a few years without bites and then have overkill reactions.
As for Mo and Meltdown:
Could it be that he's struggling with the idea that if he can't have g-ma and g-pa all the time he doesn't want to see them at all--or at least doesn't want to be confused about what he feels.
Perhaps his anger wasn't for his grandparents but about parting from his grandparents?
Does Mo tend to hang onto to toys, clothes, habits, rituals? Does he dislike partings of all sorts?
You might explain that he has Full Time People who love him very much
and Part Time People who love him very much.
The Full Time People will always be there and the Part Time People will be there sometimes and he can love everybody.
He can even love people when he doesn't see them the same was that people who don't see him love him.
Furthermore for all the people who love him he's the bee's knees and the cat's pajamas and a very fine fellow.
My sons loved hearing long lists of the people who loved them. Possessiveness takes many forms.
I'm glad things are more serene with Mr. B. This morning you learned that even cement can be repaired.
Snippet from a trashy novel: "If it isn't one thing after another, it's two things after each other."
Boomer--
From your descriptions I'm getting the idea that the time between stimulus and meltdown is increasing--this is good.
Of course this makes it harder to figure out just what the stimulus was. You are to be congratulated for your dogged pattern seeking.
I'd guess that a bee farm protects its tourists. Honey bees, unlike hornets, yellow jackets and other wasps are not aggressive bees. Unless Mo is likely to go in kicking hives he should be safe.
Besides, touring a bee farm will give you something specific to worry about.
Keep holding.
