She's ALIVE
She did well - or as well as a 13 year old having surgery could be. I've pretty much spent the past 5 days jumping through all her teenage hoops to keep her *content*. And I've managed not to kill her. I know, I'm a horrible parent. She's driving me nuts. I admit it. Everytime I attempt to do something (like write this post) she needs/wants/asks for something. I know - she really can't do it herself.
So hence, I am a bad Mommy. I'm getting her everything she requests (this time - pepto - the pain killer upsets her stomach) but I'm freaking tired.
Sorry. Bad Mommy, I know. But...
She did well. The damage wasn't great but wasn't as bad as it could have been. He fixed it. She's sore. She's cranky. She's going to be fine.
AND AND AND, she'll be back in school this time next week....
Thank you for your kind words. I would have replied to them if I could but...she wants something to drink.
And I'm on my husband's lap top because everytime I go downstairs to get on my computer, she CALLS ME on my cell so I'm at the dining room table on my husband's lap top.
I'm ecited that I see some fic. Can't wait to read the fic!! Yays for fic. It'll be nice to read.
*mwah*
Off to dig out the orange soda!
S
So hence, I am a bad Mommy. I'm getting her everything she requests (this time - pepto - the pain killer upsets her stomach) but I'm freaking tired.
Sorry. Bad Mommy, I know. But...
She did well. The damage wasn't great but wasn't as bad as it could have been. He fixed it. She's sore. She's cranky. She's going to be fine.
AND AND AND, she'll be back in school this time next week....
Thank you for your kind words. I would have replied to them if I could but...she wants something to drink.
And I'm on my husband's lap top because everytime I go downstairs to get on my computer, she CALLS ME on my cell so I'm at the dining room table on my husband's lap top.
I'm ecited that I see some fic. Can't wait to read the fic!! Yays for fic. It'll be nice to read.
*mwah*
Off to dig out the orange soda!
S