I’m having one of those weeks. You know the ones where things just seem to go wrong. The ones where breaking open the cooking chocolate or diving into a bottle or pool of alcohol might just take the edge off.
Today is Friday. Today I cried at school. Yep, me. Today I can’t roll with the punches.
All the things are minor but they have just added up. Remember this post and a few after it? My grandmother’s kidneys are failing again. She’s not in hospital at the moment but will probably need to go back on Pred which makes her face swell up. Tuesday was the Paed appointment where we got the bad news that Dr T. is sick again and going away. I mentioned that in my last post. Boy Child was diagnosed with reflux.
Wednesday Mr E. came home early. He was sick and after a Dr appointment and a visit to hospital he was diagnosed with a kidney stone which thankfully he passed. We got home about 1 am. Note to self: find an emergency babysitter!
Thursday was my Dr appointment. The antibiotics I was given last Friday had helped a little but not enough. I got stronger antibiotics and took Girl Child with me. She has Chicken Pox or Hand, Foot and Mouth disease. Ah joy!
So today's phone call with Boy Child being really unclear and raving about how I had to bring him his drawings so they could be sold at school to raise money was the last straw. There was quite a bit of ‘this stupid school that I hate’ thrown in there for good measure. It turned out that there had been a miscommunication and he was supposed to do something about two weeks ago which he didn’t and that meant he couldn't sell badges at the fete they were having etc., etc. And I cried in front of his teacher, Ms S.
She felt bad for me being upset and I felt like an idiot. Seriously it’s just all those little things that just tipped me over the edge. I went back to the fete to get Girl Child a sausage (she was waiting in the car for me) and Ms S came back over to me. Apparently Boy Child had asked her why I was upset. He knew I was upset because I was crying but he didn't know why. Ms S told him it was just a miscommunication and I was worried about Girl Child Mr E., etc. Sometimes I forget how hard it is for him to understand people and emotions. His anxiety seems to showing up big time with the end of the year, the dance concerts, grading and transition to high school. If I lost it today, t’s no wonder that he is too.
So I have eaten the chocolate chips I bought to cook with and cried a bit more. I’m still feeling like an idiot but then I feel like that quite often. Let’s hope next week is a better one.
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I'm sorry you had a bad week. :( The ones where it's a bunch of little (and not so little) things piling up and then crashing down on you are the worst. I hope next week is better for you!
Oh I am sorry E.. That is a bad week. These small things do add up to big issues... I am sorry you are having such a hard time. Hugs to you my friend. I hope the coming week you sort out all of them. xoxo
Awww - our lives are so alike sometimes E. My dad hasn't been well too. I hope the get the right dose of Pred sorted. We though Scorpio had stones too but it was his liver....
Cyclone is on the border of constant meltdowns again and if Betty Boo gets sick I'll wonder if we have the same life.
Eat plenty of choc - and start THROWING some punches xoxoxo
So sorry. Would a hug help? ((HUGS))
Sending prayers your way.
Oh E - what a week. This week HAS to be better. Hugs xx
Firstly, omg how can it be that I wasn't already following your blog? Oversight corrected....
Secondly, I wish I could give you a hug and a cuppa. Mate, those sorts of weeks suck the big one. It's no wonder you've cried. Sheez, it's better than losing your shit at someone or one of your kids (and that'd be understandable too, anyway!). First victim on a day like that is the baking choc chips, it's rule of thumb xx
Oh hun. This too shall pass. And until it does be nice to yourself. Sometimes a little burst into tears is just what the Dr ordered.
My love to you. Big squishy hugs. I do them great, BTW.
Lulu - Thanks. I hope Betty Boo stays well for you and the your Dad is getting better / recovers from whatever ails him.
Ratz- Thanks. So far this week is going okay. And I feel bad for whining as I know other people have major issues. Your posts have been very deep lately. How are things going for you?
BD160 – Hi and Welcome. Thanks for your comment.
PPMJ – As always, thanks!
Being Me –Thankfully I haven’t lost it at the children. Although it briefly crossed my mind when I discovered Girl Child had eaten the last of the chocolate chips! LOL. Thanks for following (I'm pretty sure you were at one point).
Debby and Melissa – as you guys had real email addresses I replied to you already. But thank you as well.
Oh my gosh, eating your chocolate chips sounds like the ONLY solution to the kind of week you've had! You poor thing ... a good cry, a bag of chocolate and possibly some kind of alcohol (tequila shooters?) would certainly be high on my list of Thing To Do!!!
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