One Great Big What-a-Fucking-Week Update

I’m ready to call this week a bust and demand a do-over, anyone else??

Room mom meeting…Better than I expected in some ways, worse in others. The highlight was meeting one of my co-room moms from Gabrielle’s class and really, really liking her. It’s rare you meet someone and just instantly feel comfortable with them that way, so that was really cool. I think we are going to try to get together when the boys are over this nastiness. The low point was having a slight run-in with a Queen Bee mom. The secretary made a mistake on something when she ran off the info I needed, resulting in my not having it ready for this particular mom. Total accident, and easily remedied. Instead of being gracious about it she sat at a table with her friends talking with them and looking like she smelled dog crap somewhere. 🙄 She and I will get along just swimmingly I’m sure.

Sick kids…Yuck! Damian started sounding congested and croupy Monday night, and Tuesday he was no better, so I had to take him to the meeting with me. Wednesday night he started to run a fever so early Thursday I called to get an appointment with our family physician. I was told on the phone he is no longer there, but they could work me in to see the doc who took over. WTF?????????? 😯 He used to take a day off during the week to work in hospice care, and it seems he left to do that full time. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for him, but what a shock! Saw the new doctor, and I can say it was the first and last time. Treated me like an over-reactive first time mom, stared at his chart or Damian the entire time, not once looking me in the eye. In short, no bedside manner whatsoever. That was on top of leaving us sitting in the room for 45 minutes, a full hour after my appointment time, before being seen. Ever tried keeping a 2 year old entertained in a tiny room for 45 minutes? Not fun. So we go home, and suddenly Damian refuses to eat lunch. This child NEVER refuses food, so I knew right then he really was getting worse. He napped for an hour and a half, and got up burning up. It was high enough I actually checked his temp instead of going straight to the Motrin, and he had a fever of 102.7. We picked Gabrielle up, and after we got home he laid on the couch for a good long while not wanting to get up. I ended up not going to the PTA meeting last night because I couldn’t leave him with him being so pitiful. He finally got hungry and wanted to eat, only to start coughing and throw up all over himself. I kept hoping it wouldn’t spread, but Brendan now has the cough and congestion too. Neither of them slept well last night, and they had me up at 12:30, 2:30 and 4:30 before finally getting up around 6:30.

A few other minor mishaps, but nothing noteworthy. I feel like I’ve lost a week here and will be laying catchup all weekend. If only I could catch up on some sleep!

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14 thoughts on “One Great Big What-a-Fucking-Week Update

  1. Total empathy on the sick thing. We’ve had the stomach flu go through our house every week for the past three weeks… I can almost set my watch by when the next kid throws up or has a diarrhea attack.

    Start calling the “Queen Bee” mom “Popsicle”. When she asks why, just tell her “I just figured you had a big stick up your ass by the way you were acting.” You’ll be quick friends… hahaha.

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  2. Sounds like nothing but F-U-N in suburban oblivion! Ugh! Hope you get a chance to rest over the weekend!

    Gotta love the “Queen Bee” moms. I like the idea of calling her Popsicle. 😉

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