We do not have experience with this. However, I assume the doctor would refer you to a specialist - maybe an orthopedic? I would try and see one who deals with kids only.

I have glasses for driving - only at night and/or in poor weather. They are not required on my driver's license. I do it for ease and comfort. They make a big difference in my depth perception at night/in the rain or snow. And, the prescription is hardly anything at all. I would get her the glasses.

And stop texting. I feel like major stuff like this needs to take place over phone or email. "This is what we can do to resolve this (xyz). If you're interested, please confirm by (xyz). If I don't hear from you, I'll assume you are no longer interested in any of the items we've worked on so far. As a courtesy to the businesses involved in your reservations, I will need to cancel those by (xyz). Moving forward, I would hope to communicate by phone call or email. Thank you for your time and once again, I am sorry for (xyz)."

Well, I guess I will chime in since I am a former banker/loan officer... First, what the bank or mortgage broker says you are "approved for" is NOT the same as the amount you can afford. All the "approved for" amount accounts for is whatever, and only what, appears on your credit report. It does not take into account your other non-credit related expenses - teens' extracurricular activities, gas, food, insurance, insurance, cell phones, home school expenses, utilities. It only gives a maximum approval amount based on your credit file - things like income, credit cards, car loans, student loans, and any past delinquencies (if those exist). Therefore, you need to go into house buying/shopping with your customized top end based on what you know the full picture of your expenses to be. If you don't you will end up house poor, which means you paid too much for a house and cannot live comfortably otherwise. To calculate how MUCH to spend on housing...you can go off these guidelines, I think people like Suze Orman would support something similar as well. If you are in a high cost of living area (HCOL), your housing expenses should be no more that 30% of your gross (before tax) income. If you are in a LCOL area that percentage should be no more than 25% of your gross income. For mid-COL areas, you could use 28% of gross income. And, for insanely high COL areas, you would up it to 35%. but this would only be in places like Seattle or ones like it. Housing expenses include mortgage (or rent), home owner's insurance (or renter's insurance), property taxes (yes, which can and often do increase yearly), as well as major utilities (gas, water, sewer, trash, electric). If you earn $100k gross, then in a LCOL area you should spend no more than $25,000 annually (25% of gross income) or $2,083 per month on housing expenses (all the ones I typed above). If you earn $60k gross in a LCOL you should spend no more than $15,000 annually or $1,250 per month on housing expenses. Once you figure out this math, you can see what homes are in your budget. Another option is to calculate your housing needs based off of one income only (if you are a dual income family). Then, the secondary income is used for savings or other expenses and you have not based housing costs on two incomes in case one income goes away. You can get a loan for little down. Your rate will be higher, though. And, you will likely have PMI. Check out an FHA loan. FHA is a government loan. It is helpful for new buyers, but the approval process is stringent and they have to approve the house you buy (they actually send out an inspector/appraiser). The more you can put down, the better in the long run. If you seek more information, books like Home Buying for Dummies are helpful. I would not trust online calculators and you don't need them since I gave you what you need. :hurray: If you have more questions that are more confidential, you can PM me.

Hi. We are a two vehicle family. Our secondary vehicle is a four door sedan. It's 10+ years old. The transmission is likely the next thing to go on it. When that happens or when it needs another $$$ repair, we're going to buy a (used) new vehicle. We want a pickup truck. We live rurally now and in MN so we can certainly justify that sort of vehicle based on our needs and location/weather. Plus, we may buy a small camper in the future. We see a lot of Ford F150s around here. Does anybody have any thoughts or experience with those? What features stand out as important to consider (in any truck)? Also, we are looking for a truck with a full sized cab so we can still fit the family inside. There are six of us...do any trucks have a front bench seat to accommodate a sixth passenger? Thanks!

Because you can see the vertebrae out of alignment that much with an untrained eye, I would start at an MD (and I'm a fan of Gonstead Chiropractic, which does use X-ray diagnostic to determine a course of treatment before any adjustments are made). This seems more serious given the young age of your child and not common for a person this young. I would not wait. Vertebrae get cumulatively damaged over time and when they are, they pinch discs in the back. There may be no pain now, but there will be in a few years. When and why did this begin? Fall? Car accident?

Which airport is he going out of? Smaller airports that don't typically handle out of the ordinary things, tend to be more rigid on the rules and less flexible on things that are out of the ordinary. This is my experience. I would call ahead to the TSA there, explain the situation, and talk to a senior officer. See what they say. Actually since he's a legal adult, DS should call them.

On the fine, does it give a statute (name and/or number) she violated? Neither DH nor I have heard about this before. WOW. And he is in airports all the time for work. Before I paid it, I would wonder what paying it means...if it is like a speeding ticket, paying it means accepting guilt, BUT a speeding ticket will not go on a job record (unless one is applying for some sort of work involving vehicles). Or, does paying it and accepting guilt, mean it goes on some sort of other record? Whatever you find out, I would keep in writing. AND, I would not feel comfortable talking to any low level TSA employee. And, ninja stars...that is a bit more than forgetting a teeny pocket knife or multi-tool so that is why they likely went crazy.

Multiple Times: 1. When I lived in Richmond, VA I called due to a high woman walking up and down the side walks next to a busy street. She kept stepping off the curb and stumbling. 2. Same city, a fight broke out under my apartment window. 3. Got hit when a man ran a stop sign. I had three kids in the car. We were safe, but I've always been told to call the police for any accident. 4. My CO detector went off and I couldn't get it to stop. Directions on it say to call 911, so I did. It turns out those CO detectors have a lifespan of only a few years. And after that span, they can malfunction. 5. About two summers ago, I witnessed a man lurking in the bushes near a playground and every time I walked with my kids, he followed at a distance. It was interesting that within a week the city cut down all the bushes. 6. This week on Wednesday night due to my DS4 seizure.

You should check your customer files and be sure none are missing. Maybe the hair care burglary was a stage. It's odd no other offices were attempted.

Update in OP. Thank you all!

We did it and wouldn't do it again. The quality just isn't there anymore. Like with everything, materials are more cheaply made these days and unless you go super custom or super high end, you're still just getting "builder grade" materials. Get an inspection done even if a new build. Best decision ever. Even new builds have problems and anything an inspection catches, the builder has to fix. Also do not build at the bottom of a hill (you'll get the entire neighborhood's runoff). Don't build in the middle of a hill either, your back yard will likely have a swail (or water pathway) for runoff. Build at the top of a hill.

Salt damage typically manifests as rust.

UPDATE: We are home. The MRI was clear. The EEG was not. He displayed abnormalities on the left side of the brain, which affected his right side. Hence, the right side seizing. Based on the EEG, the pediatric neurologist is estimating without meds, he will have a 75% or greater of a relapse. So, we have decided to medicate two times daily and have rectal rescue meds if he seizes longer than 5 minutes. Now that we have seen one seizure, both DH and I think he has had others at night, while asleep and both DH and I attributed his jerks to dreams. Sigh. Doctor is calling this epilepsy. Our follow up is in September. The doctor wants to see how this med works out. We have a new normal. I like to write at times like this. It helps me calm and focus. This is from today... Hi, It's DS here. I have a story for you. I love to run around and when I do, I make sure to go as fast as my legs will carry me. I swing my arms with fierce intention back and forth. I climb trees and other things with the same determination. I give these kisses called "smackers" and mom says they are the best kisses in the whole world. She loves getting a smacker from me. I will fight raccoons for my marshmallows - golly I enjoy that squishy sweetness - I do steal them from the pantry and I will not pass up any opportunity for gum. If my big brother and sister can do it, well, I will be close behind. Naps?? Haha, I ditched those when I was two. Dad says I am pretty happy when I am dirty - but I like it best when my snot is smeared together with field dirt across my upper lip. Mom doesn't let me give her smackers then, but I have been known to try and get one past her defenses. Yes, I love to smile and if you let me, I'll tell you my banana joke. It's that one about the banana going to the doctor because he wasn't peeling well. The other night I wasn't peeling well. Daddy came into my room and found me in bed making noises like stifled cries. For some reason my right arm was twitching. Scooped up in Daddy's arms, we went down to the family room and there was mom. My whole right arm began to shake and I stared at my parents with dilated pupils as my chest began to heave and I made really weird coughing noises - like hacks. Mom looked at Dad, Dad looked at Mom, and I heard Mom say a new word, "He's having a seizure." "What means 'seizure,' Mommy?" I wanted to ask, but my speech had been robbed from me. Daddy held me close; my whole body shook in his arms. Mom looked so funny, she had two phones up to her head, one to each ear - on one she had the 911 operator and the other she had Grand Dad. I knew mom was a multi-tasker extraordinaire, but this really took the cake for her capabilities. Both my parents were so calm and despite my now convulsing face and leg, they were there and spoke encouragement to me and prayers over me. What's happening, Mom? Dad, why can't I speak? Now there's new people in the room. Hey - I have seen people like this before on our learning DVDs - they have on uniforms and carry equipment... After while, Daddy carried me into the darkness outside, I had stopped shaking, but I was limp and lifeless. There was a bright light illuminating our driveway, and red and blue smaller lights swirled in the tree branches. Daddy put me on a bed, but this bed had seatbelts. What kind of bed is that? Then, I felt myself go up and up and soon, Mom's face appeared beside me, she also had my favorite stuffed animal, John Bear. I got him on my Baptism day and he's named after John the Baptist. He's blue. The other faces, I did not know and hey - what's this thing that's squeezing my arm? Why is my finger lit up red? Am I E.T.? Mommy sang me Twinkle Twinkle, but for some reason she couldn't make it through the song and her singing turned to some kind of whisper. It was like mommy's song got swallowed by an unhappy emotion. Anita, the lady in the uniform continued for her. I like Twinkle Twinkle and I managed a small smile. That made Mommy and Anita very happy. Hey - what's this thing squeezing my arm again? I love this red finger light and I put up my hand to show Mom. She and Anita liked that too, so I smiled again. Pretty soon, we got into a hospital, I think. I was once at a hospital before when I hurt my finger, but now there were more people in my room than I remember from before. Dad was there too, I think he followed behind me while I rode with Mom and Anita. Everybody was very nice, but they kept squeezing my arm, and Hey! Why are you taking off my clothing? My right arm fell limp on the bed. They kept wanting me to squeeze their hands. Hi, Meme! Why are you here too? I smiled. This was some kind of party and I even got a new shirt that had clowns on it - it was ripped though, the back was all open, pretty dumb if you ask me. The doctor said my underpants looked cool - yeah, I put on the Flash ones that morning. We're pretty much into super hero underwear around my house. Sometimes I even load up on them and wear two at a time. But, that other night, it was just my Flash ones. I am kinda bummed I didn't have on the Superman ones too. Now, THOSE are cool. I managed another smile and the doctor liked that. So I kept smiling and began to make a few words. Everybody seemed fairly happy about that too. So, finally I just asked if I could watch some TV. Mom was like, "Yes! Whatever you want, DS." So then some ladies in blue pajamas came around and stuck this thing into the back of my hand. Pretty much any lady who saw me commented on my tan and every lady in there had on blue pjs and sneakers - that is an odd combination. They found it amazing that I did not utter a sound when they put that needle in my hand, in fact I was more interested in whether the blood that came out was green. Mom said it would be pink, but no, Mom, boys don't have pink blood. I informed her that my blood was actually red and marveled at it filling the tubes. Dad, Mom, MeMe, and the doctor who also had on pajamas, discussed something called a "Full panel" and a "CT Scan." I know "C" and "T," but, "Scan" I had no idea about. As it turns out, a CT Scan is this long bed in a cold room with a huge lifesaver candy at one end. If I laid really still the huge lifesaver took a picture of my head. I got to go on that ride. John Bear didn't. He had to stay back in my room that had the shower curtains for walls. Mom watched from the Mission Control room and Daddy stood beside me and had to wear a heavy cover over his body - I think it was made of lead because I could not destroy it with my super powers. Little by little my body returned to normal - I could say and do anything I wanted to and my body obeyed. Well, pretty much. My eye lids kept drooping while I watched TV back in my shower curtain room and I fell fast asleep. What was really odd was the next day, I woke up in a totally new room at a completely new hospital. Apparently during the wee early hours of the morning on the next day, Mom and Dad moved me to the new hospital - this hospital was ALL for kids. Ladies here wore colorful pajamas. I even had a police doggy come visit my room and sit on my bed. Here at this hospital, I heard some more letters, "EEG" and "MRI." The first one means sitting in bed with 26 colorful wires glued to my head for several hours. Mom put on the "Network" for me and we watched a cake making competition about Wonder Woman cakes. Too bad it wasn't Superman. I like him better and no one will ever catch me in super girl underpants. My EEG was something called "abnormal." It showed abnormalities in the electrical impulses on the left side of my brain. My kids' brain doctor with polka dots on his socks, said that there is a 75% chance I would have another seizure. I don't get "75%" or the word "chance," but I know it caused Mom and Dad to be very serious and ask a lot of questions. While I was preparing for my MRI, I overheard Mommy tell Daddy what she had written down on her paper. She wrote, "I am not worried." And, I do not think either one of my parents were worried. There was a lot of care about them, but no fear and certainly there was never any panic. I felt safe. I did hear them pray a lot to Jesus and ask Him to be close and to provide peace, comfort, and healing. I like that. It is what we do in our family. More families should pray, I think... For my next ride, I went in a wheel chair deep into the basement of the hospital. It was fun riding elevators and zooming down hallways. In this next ride, I had to be completely asleep because they didn't want me to wiggle and to be honest, wiggling is what I do best. This new doctor lady, who also commented on my tan, put me to sleep with some white milk stuff in my hand shot area where the blood had come out the night before. The last thing I remember was Mom and Dad standing above me, my eyes widened, then closed, and I fell fast asleep. I guess while I was in that ride having my head photographed, Dad and Mom did some talking and mom cried too, I imagine. See, she and daddy had been running on something called adrenaline and 3 1/2 hours of sleep. I think a bit of tiredness and emotion finally caught up with her. Dad got on Amazon and ordered a book about seizures and Mom called Grand Dad. Then, Dad called my grandparents in Iowa. Family is what my family does best. We're pretty tight and we are Team ***********. My people have my back. After my MRI ride, my kid brain doctor with polka dot socks came back and said my brain pictures were fine. Everyone seemed very happy about that. I mostly just watched some cartoons and heard a few words that I don't know, like, "Medication two times per day." "Normal life." "Can eat and do whatever he wants." "Be watched closely while in the tub or a pool." "Rescue medication." And this other word that I cannot quite say yet.... "Ep...." "Epil..." Yeah, "It's Epilepsy." I have something called Epilepsy. Mom and Dad say our family is on a new journey. That's cool because B********s love adventures. Well, I am sure Mom and Dad would not have chosen this sort of adventure and would rather our family adventure only be things like hiking and traveling, but it did come and now they are facing this as a team and so are my brother and sisters. It's what we do. So really, I am the same kid. I will get to wear a cool bracelet - I picked blue. Mom or Dad squirt a yogurt-tasting liquid in my mouth in the morning and evening. And if I have another seizure, my family and community of friends knows what to do to keep me safe and rescue me if my seizure goes too long. Plus...I have the doctor with the polka dot socks to manage my medications and help advise my parents. I have the super hero underpants. And, I have the biggest, best, strongest super hero ever and His name is Jesus. I'm gonna ask Mommy for Jesus underwear. Me and Jesus and my underpants will show this Epilepsy villain who is boss! He's otherwise healthy. No known allergies. DH found him in bed seizing. It lasted 15 minutes. Called 911 and by the time they arrived it had stopped. Fully affected right arm, leg, and right side of face. Took ambulance to ER in town. Blood work and Urine normal. CT normal. Moved him last night to a Children's Hospital in the big city. MRI today at 2. Hooked up now with an EEG (26 wires measuring his brain electricity). His vitals have remained stable. Staff has confirmed a partial seizure not related to his body temp changing drastically in a short period of time, which can cause kids to seize. DH and I are in 3.5 hours of sleep. Please pray for us.

I think we have a $5000 deductible.

Many years ago while at Verizon I saw something called the Migo (pronounced Me Go, I am pretty sure). It was in pre smart phone days. It's a phone for kids that allows the setting of parental controls. Anyway, the other option is to take one of your old dumb phones that still has texting and get it activated on your cell plan. Once when my iPhone died, I went a day with my old dumb phone activated until the iPhone could get taken care of. This was all at Verizon. They don't market it, but they can still keep dumb phones on cell plans. That might be your best bet. Just take an old but functional phone and get it added.

Do cats really control mice? No, they eat them.

Does your church have a place to take donations year round? Yes it's called a plate or a basket.

To know what your water is high in, you could get it tested. Then choose the filter based on that. If you have a whole house filter, I doubt you'd need one on every sink or shower too.

I grew up in Ohio too. Good state! There's a wonderful air force museum near Dayton. Are there any other movers you can go with at this point? I am so sorry it's become such a headache.

https://www.drugs.com/sfx/prevacid-side-effects.html I wonder if you may be having long-term side effects to the Prevacid. I don't know your history of taking that med. However, this link describes all the potential symptoms and their rarity. Under the Gastrointestinal category, in the Rare section, is listed "candidiasis of the esophagus." That is thrush. Under the Dermatological category, in the Common section, is itching.

Cost per kwh in the US is down from $8-9 a few years ago to around $5-6 if you pay to have it installed. If you self-install, it can be as low as $3-4. By comparison, in Europe it is $1-2 per kwh. We just priced our home for solar about 2 months ago. To do a basic grid-tie system (24 panels on a roof mount), with no battery backup, we were looking at $28k. There is a federal tax credit until 2019 and our electric utility offers a $4k rebate to do it. But even with those, it would take 9.5 years to pay back the cost of the system. I might have done it if DH was game, but it is still too pricey for him. This could be a HUGE industry and job maker in the U.S.. Climate change convo aside, which I am not getting into, solar is the way to go but it is still too cost prohibitive in the U.S.. Also, unless you have battery back up, if there is a power outage, you still do not have any electricity. The array generates the power, but it has to be stored somewhere and converted into an AC current, this is where the batteries come in. The batteries run $5k each, $8k to install. These are the newer lithium ones, which are still consider by many as unsafe due to fire and explosion risk. You could use the standard marine batteries, but they have a 4 year or so shelf life, whereas the L-ion ones last about 10 years.

It is funny when someone writes a great review of a product but only assigns it 1 star. Obviously they got the scale reversed in their head.

Do you use Yelp and/or Trip Advisor? Angie's List? How closely do you follow Amazon reviews? I have a "rule" never to buy something off Amazon unless it has at least 4 stars. I took a gamble once on a set of chairs that had 3 stars and they only lasted 1 1/2 years before totally falling apart and DH tossing them in the burn pile. I use Trip Advisor every time we travel for hotels and restaurants. I tend to add up the 4 and 5 star reviews and decide if they out number the 1, 2, and 3 star ones. For restaurants, I usually try to eat at something in the top 3, unless they are super pricey. I have used Angie's List a few times. Incidentally, you used to have to pay for it, but now the basic level is free.

I have an aversion to the photo Christmas and holiday cards. Tiny Prints...Shutterfly...etc.. Bleh. I see pics of your fam on FB everyday. I would love to get a quick hand-written note and a pretty decorative card to display...stars...snow...Santa...manger scene...shoot, I'd even take a pic of green and red vodka shots...just give me the old cards!!! I am a Christmas card traditionalist! I feel that the holiday season has too much busyness and not enough quiet, so I see the old cards as a way to dial back and to not participate in the commercial hype.