Wednesday, March 9, 2011

long week

So, yesterday started off kind of bad, but not horrible.  I almost got all the way to class and realized I forgot my phone and had to go back and get it.  So i missed half my first lecture...again.  And then in the evening, I skipped lab to take my hubby to a dr appointment because he felt like he was getting a migraine for five days without the migraine ever actually coming.  Increasing pressure by the eyes does not sound enjoyable.  Thinking they were just going to give him a morphine shot in the ass like usual, I made arrangements for my mom to pick him up and took off for my last class.  I then get a call that the dr my husband saw, not his usual dr, wanted him to go to ER for a spinal tap to rule out meningitis.
He does not have meningitis.  At least that is a relief.  So the ER dr runds some blood tests and a CAT scan to see if its just something else.  Meanwhile Mikey is having full blown panic attacks and having increasing difficulty articulating his thoughts.  They give him drugs, which apparently didn't fully kick in til this morning, and as he's struggly to explain the pain behind his eyes, they decide to go ahead and do the spinal tap to be safe.  Over six hours after we got there we finally leave, only for him to spend the rest of the night throwing up, obviously from the meds.
On the plus side, by boss was not mad when I texted her last night to tell her that I would not be in today.  He spent half the day in bed, I slept way later than usual, and honestly I don't think I could have handled work today after that.  He's already saying he doesn't think he will go to work tomorrow either, since he  ow has a lingering headache and claims his back has been hurting all day.  So this brings on a new concern; he doesn't have anymore sick pay and has been out all week. 

Tomorrow is another day, and I'm hoping to make the best of it.

Monday, March 7, 2011

hmm

Still feeling a bit grumpy.  Husbands whiny and irritable because he's sick, and let's face it, if that's not the end of the world, then I don't know what is, lol. 
It's amazing how some things stick with you long after you think they are gone.  I mean, it's so wierd how something that hurt you years ago, can still bring tears to your eyes.  It's hard to understand, and believe me, I have tried.  In this particular case, I feel like Adam's bastard son Ishmael, but perhaps not as extreme.  But really, when you see someone else have something that you so desperately wanted for so long, how can you not be a little heartbroken?  And I'm not talking about some sappy crush or anything cheesy like that, I mean someone who genuinely means a lot to you.  Alas, of all the things I have learned to let go of, this one won't seem to let go of me.
On another note, working with old men sucks.  I mean, it really really does.  One of the most annoying things in the world, literally every single old man I have to deal with at work, especially if they are white, has this attitude like, "ytou're just some dumb young girl..."  Not meaning to sound whiney, but even in retail sexism applies.  And aside from that, dealing with their passive aggressive nitpicking is not fun either, especially when my toroise can move faster than that.
I think this grumpy mom could use a nap.  I think I should pack it in for the night.  As for homework, oh well.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

frustrated

Had a great day with the family today.  We played on the trampoline for a couple hours with the dogs and cat and even hung out with the tortoise for awhile.  But I've been feeling so frustrated.  I try not to stress, and I'm not sure that's the problem.  First of all, my husband randomely gets moody, and one minutes he's Mr. Chipper, and the next he's the worst crab ass imaginable.  Secondly, between work and school I am gone so very much that I don't get to spend as much time with the kids as I would lile.  I HAVE to work, even though I don't want to, and I refuse to give up school because I really think it will be worth it in the long run.  but in the mean time, I just feel so guilty that I can't spend very much time with my daughters.  I desperately want to quit my job, but I also desperately want to buy my own house.  i'm tired of living with family members, we need more space, but unfortunately, we really just don't make a lot.  Anyway, today started great, even work was nice.  But now, I think i just want to curl up on the couch and get ready to wake up early tomorrow.  BTW thank you to everyone else for using all the hot water...