Jist Bitching......... | ugetthejist's Blog

I didn't get to sleep today so I am super tired and feeling a bit loopy.  So things may not make sense much.

I'm jist taking a moment to rant and complain.  If someone feels the need to laugh at me, feel free, I don't mind.  All I ask is jist wait until tomorrow b/c right now it's built up.

During her frst 7yrs of life T_ has all ready had (she is my youngest)

1.stitiches on an eyebrow

2. stitches on her chin

3. staples in her head

4.broken arm.

She's all girl and will trip over her own two feet.  Today while on the way to the bus stop or better simply going out the door she got hurt again.  T_ and Z_,10yrs old, compete about everything.  T_ is much taller than Z_ and Z_ loves playing the victom. 

Today they both deiced they were going to shut be the one to shut the front door.  Wel the damb front door never even got shut!!!  Or if it did T_'s finger stopped it.

T_ turned 8yrs old jist a few weeks ago.  Now she has a broken bone in her little finger. It's stitched up and missing some skin, and the nail will fall off soon.  T_ will be seeing a hand specialist next week and they have her on antibiotics.  I hate antibiotics, but it is pretty gross.

Somehow I thought having daughters meant I didn't have to deal with so many ER visits???  ERG!!!!

Today was very difficult.  I felt like I had no one to call and sit with me or simply jist sit on the phone with me.  I have/had many friends in the cult, I mean church, I jist left.  Somehow I felt like calling one of them would be more about what I deserve and blah blah blah rather than jist sitting quietly with me and being a friend. 

I had the privilage of holding my daughter down more than 1/2 a dozen times so she couldn't move.  While I'm holding her down some stranger is causing her pain.  The doctors always give parents the option of leaving the room if it's too hard for us.  Jeeze, yep, it's hard on ME so I need to leave the room.  Instead we will call in a doctor or nurse to assiste.  So basically some stranger will come hold down my child so she can't move.  While she screams as loud as she knows how to and scared to death. I'll stay in the hall with my hands over my ears b/c it's to hard on ME!!!

I felt so selfish b/c I didn't want to be there alone.  Nothing anything anyone could have done, nothing I wanted done.  I jist didn't want to be alone.  And here my youngest is hurting. 

Yep like I said jist bitching and ranting....I feel much better now.