One day further from emptiness, closer to family
Ben had to be at work at 8:00 this morning for his shift, since he's working days now. This girl didn't showor even call, so he covered her shift. And then this guy forgets his uniform and has to go home for it. Now I don't know what the hold-up is, but it's 12:07 am, and I miss my husband. A clingier wife you may not see, although we aren't all making out whil he's driving and stuff. Only a quick peck as far as public kisses these days. I guess we've fallen into place then, which is good for everyone else.
Farrah's scratch test went okay. She is too small for all allergens to be tested on her tiny little back, but they found no common food allergy of the six or so they tested, but she does have a problem with mold and dogs. I have to get her two prescriptions tomorrow. Bet the doctor loved me consulting my mom over things I should remember. Doesn't matter. Christmas shopping is just about wrapped up finally. Mom didn't press me on a lot, although i did see plenty of the look of quiet disappointment, which is about as bad. Autumn's going to do Christmas stuff at the scout leader's house tomorrow, and sometime this weekend my dad wants her, since he's having a bit of withdrawal from the girls and some rare free time in his schedule. One day I see Farrah going over too, but right now she would rather be with me and her daddy mostly. And my sister, who I am still fuming at too much too talk to. When I had Autumn call my mom to talk about her allergies kicking in and making her miserable and sick, I was actually afraid of talking to my sister, who I have depended on as the only on I could turn to so any times before, to the point of almost having a panic attack. I didn't have to, and now Autumn's getting some rest. She toughed it out at school with teh help of a NutriGrain bar from the nurse and the promise of a Christmas party she really enjoyed. I stayed up late making rosemary shortbread cookies, and not many were eaten, if any at all. More for me, I guess, and Christmas is coming, which is good since they taste great but are on the fattening side. Maybe if they were more colorful or garnished in some way besides tasty lttle green pokies of rosemary here and there...
On the stuff about me, I'm doing better than I thought at dealing, although I know it will come back on me, especially if I go off my meds again (found out the baby hid them in a ginger ale carton!). Good thing the lid's extremely childproof, but I was still worried what could happen. I feel better today although still having the slight naseau, so I will treat this like a close call and move on. I can't do it any other way, and as much as I would like to do what Ben wants and go see the doctor just to be sure, I don't want to look foolish or overly dramatic, adn I think I can deal with what's coming my way. The main deal is to make sure it isn't ectopic and everything comes out. There was a small-medium clot, but it could have been nothing. I'm not in pain, which leads me to believe it may be over as soon as the blood is gone the rest of the way, which could be tomorrow or the next day as light as it is.
Farrah's scratch test went okay. She is too small for all allergens to be tested on her tiny little back, but they found no common food allergy of the six or so they tested, but she does have a problem with mold and dogs. I have to get her two prescriptions tomorrow. Bet the doctor loved me consulting my mom over things I should remember. Doesn't matter. Christmas shopping is just about wrapped up finally. Mom didn't press me on a lot, although i did see plenty of the look of quiet disappointment, which is about as bad. Autumn's going to do Christmas stuff at the scout leader's house tomorrow, and sometime this weekend my dad wants her, since he's having a bit of withdrawal from the girls and some rare free time in his schedule. One day I see Farrah going over too, but right now she would rather be with me and her daddy mostly. And my sister, who I am still fuming at too much too talk to. When I had Autumn call my mom to talk about her allergies kicking in and making her miserable and sick, I was actually afraid of talking to my sister, who I have depended on as the only on I could turn to so any times before, to the point of almost having a panic attack. I didn't have to, and now Autumn's getting some rest. She toughed it out at school with teh help of a NutriGrain bar from the nurse and the promise of a Christmas party she really enjoyed. I stayed up late making rosemary shortbread cookies, and not many were eaten, if any at all. More for me, I guess, and Christmas is coming, which is good since they taste great but are on the fattening side. Maybe if they were more colorful or garnished in some way besides tasty lttle green pokies of rosemary here and there...
On the stuff about me, I'm doing better than I thought at dealing, although I know it will come back on me, especially if I go off my meds again (found out the baby hid them in a ginger ale carton!). Good thing the lid's extremely childproof, but I was still worried what could happen. I feel better today although still having the slight naseau, so I will treat this like a close call and move on. I can't do it any other way, and as much as I would like to do what Ben wants and go see the doctor just to be sure, I don't want to look foolish or overly dramatic, adn I think I can deal with what's coming my way. The main deal is to make sure it isn't ectopic and everything comes out. There was a small-medium clot, but it could have been nothing. I'm not in pain, which leads me to believe it may be over as soon as the blood is gone the rest of the way, which could be tomorrow or the next day as light as it is.