Day 3: Though hesitant, L put the patch on like a pro, and A was all excited about it. I think it made L feel better. An hour and a half into it, though, he was ready to take it off. We made it to 7 pm, but from about 4:30 on, it was a constant, "Mom, is it time yet?" Poor little man.
Day 4: Today, we forgot to put the patch on until nearly 4 pm, an hour late. Since bedtime is 7:30, it makes having 4 hours of the patch quite difficult. This is the first time that we had a problem with the patch folding along the sides and letting in light. As I ripped off the patch, every cheapskate bone in my body was screaming, "just put tape on it," but I figured that would probably upset L too much. I didn't cheap out and he got a new patch that served him better. Again, an hour and a half into it, the questioning began. I'm hoping that he's getting more accustomed to this process so that it doesn't bother him so much. I guess only time will tell.
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