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** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I'd kept a paper journal for years, so I thought I'd try this out and see how it works. I must say, I'm rather liking it!! Here's some background stuff. I'm in my 40's, doing the single mom thing with a 10 yo son. My son has ADHD, ODD and was also diagnosed with high functioning autism. He can be a challenge, but he can also be pure joy. This is my safe place. I come here to vent my frustrations, celebrate my victories, share a recipe or two and make new friends. I like it here. I hope you do too. Thanks for stopping by, Curls |
| Well, a new day dawns. Had to spank him again this am. He just doesn't get the sass thing yet. To the folks out there that are anti-spanking: BITE ME. Then I went to the doc. I've had a lot of problems with my hands and arms. Problems to the tune of 14, yes FOURTEEN surgeries thus far. I'll spare you the historical details....so, anywho, back to today... I get informed that I'll have to stay in a cast for 3 more weeks. My last surgery was on my left arm in November. Xrays show the hardware they put in on the bone is loosening. Not a good thing. No wonder it's been hurting so much. My doc's gonna talk with my 2nd opinion doc, may have to go in again. Make my frickin day. They had a couple new employees there today. In the cast room, she's holding my arm with the cast on it, and asks "so, is this where the fracture is?" Well, DUH! Then, when they take me into the exam room, another newbie is looking at the incision scar the size of Kentucky and asks, "So, did you have surgery on your arm?" Where's Bill Engvall when you need him. Here's your sign, stoopid. I then headed to the office. I hope to be as invisible as possible today, and not have any futher run ins with incompetent people today. What are the chances of that happening? I know, I'm all sour grapes today. I don't like it. I want to be the encourager, the supportive one. It's just not in me today to do that. Please bear with me. I won't be this bitchy forever. I promise. I probably just need a good old fashioned ugly cry, but I don't have that luxury right now. It'll probably happen at a most inopportune moment. The day's not over yet. Joe gets his report card today. He did real good last time, and I'm expecting a good one this time as well. He got all A's and one B+ on the last one. He doesn't have any problems academically, he's actually working in the next higher grade level. His problems are in social interaction. His behavior makes him a supreme bully target. We've got an appt soon for some occupational therapy and I'm hoping what he learns there will help him with his social skills. Tonite we have karate promotions. Joe's testing for his orange belt tonite. I'm excited for him and hope he does well. Ok, I guess I should get to work and try to do something productive. Thanks to all who stop by and read my ramblings. A special thank you to The Monk and to Hoosiermomma 2 for the encouragement. Ya'll are real good people, and I'm blessed by you both. Until later.... |
| Joseph has been doing real well until a few days ago. Seems he's decided to test every boundary there is, so we're back in high discipline mode again. Just got called to pick up Joe from afterschool. He was having a meltdown. I brought him home. Haven't talked to him about it yet, just giving him some cooling off time first. He's sitting on the edge of his bed, no toys, no books, feet flat on the floor. As frustrated and disappointed as I am in him, it's best if I didn't talk much to him right now. After we both calm down, I'll try to find out what set him off. I see a very early bedtime in his future. I tried to call his dad to tell him not to drive out here to pick him up. His phone's disconnected, he has no internet at home, and had already left work. So after work hours, if there's an emergency I now have no way to reach him. Yet he gets mad if he's not informed. It would have been nice if he had at least let me know his phone was off and provided me with an alternate number in case of emergency....oh wait...what am I thinking? That would be the responsible thing to do....<eye roll> Yeah, I know, I'm complaining. I just need a sympathetic ear from someone who gives a damn. Today I'm feeling unappreciated and undervalued and taken for granted, and I don't like it very much. I could use some warm fuzzies if you'd like to send them my way. I know these emotions will pass, and sooner or later I'll be back in my normal "can't get me down" mentality. Right now just sucks. Really sucks. |
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