I'm trying really hard. Honest!
I slept last night and had a very hard time getting up this morning. So I didn't. I entertained the plumber in my nightgown, I had my home health care aide clean the house, I watched a bit of TV and read a lot of a mystery a friend gave me to read in the hospital. At 3 I got up and dressed to be ready for our family therapy session. And what a session it was. The Boy was impossible and the poor therapist was getting so frustrated. She kept looking at me with this pleading look in her eye, and of course he caught on right away that he was pissing her off, so he went for blood. I do not get him sometimes. We have established that he thinks he does lots of stuff voluntarily and never gets praise for it. He also thinks that he is cooperative and always responds to requests to do something right away. Evidentally his world is a bit different from reality. He does NOTHING on his own, and when asked to do something he makes excuses, refuses, or promises to do it later, and never does. Yeah.
Then I took the Girl to CVS to get our prescriptions filled, and she found a 1-lb bag of candy corn for $.88 which has to be the highlight of her year. That child loves candy corn. I mean, she will eat it all year round if she can find it. Loves it. Me, I think it's a seasonal treat, like cinnamon hearts for Valentine's Day and candy canes around Christmas. But not her. Candy corn is an absolute favorite.
Our new CVS is huge. It's located in an retired supermarket, and it has the biggest selection of stuff imaginable. When we go, I tend to want to sit by the pharmacy and wait for the prescriptions to be ready, while the Girl liked to explore the makeup, hair products, and candy. I don't know another person who could spend hours in a CVS happily.
I'm absolutely exhausted after this day, and can't wait to just get back in bed and go to sleep. I have a feeling this bout is going to take a long time to recover from. I honestly feel like crap. I've completely lost my appetite. I just want to lay in bed and cry. Stumble It! JBlog Me