The Other Side

Tonight Hubby and I have my oldest's kindergarten conference. I wonder what his teacher say about him, and how she feels he is doing. It feels so weird being on the other side. I taught in this district, and it just feels weird not to be the one doing the conferences.

Enough Already!

A few weeks ago, I wrote about having a bladder infection. They gave me one antibiotic, followed by a culture, still bacteria. Onto another antibiotic, followed by a culture. Still have it. Yesterday. I was given my THIRD antibiotic. I'm at the point where I am just angry. I told my urologist that I am resistant to some antibiotics. Let's just say, I have had A LOT of bladder infections. I have been dealing with this for well over a month. I think it's been about 6-7 weeks. I have another 8 days to go before they can do another culture to determine if it's gone. Apparently the bacteria counts have gone down 'so they're doing something, we're getting close' the nurse says. Well, close doesn't cut. If this antibiotic doesn't work, they're going to have to do it my way. Like listen to me. My last infection took the pneumonia drug Levaquin to get rid of it. That's strong stuff. Unfortunately, I went to my family physician for that infection which was over 2 years ago. Of course they don't believe me. I like my doctor, I do. I think the not listening to their patients is a symptom of a larger problem. Many doctors do not listen to their patients or brush them off. I did it their way. If there's a next time, it'll be MY way.

The One Question I Never Want To Hear Tot Ask Again...

Why?

It's Just What Mothers Do

I don't know about anyone else, but my children and their well-being have come first, even to the detriment of my own health. I haven't been online much lately because I have been going to the damn urologist for the past two weeks. With both boys. At any rate, I felt ill for about two weeks before I even went to the doctor. Why? Who has the time with kindergarten and preschool, homework and chores, and kids' appointments, being paint mom and trying to find someone to watch Tot so now I can go to S.'s classroom to help him make a pine cone turkey. The note said that if a parent can't go to send someone else in our place because the children really need an adult to help. If I had an extra person in my life that would be open to that, why wouldn't I ask them to babysit Tot! As if I needed anymore stress. If I can't go my son will be the only one without a parent to help. Great. No pressure there! Then the next day is family reading night at the school. (Is it a bad thing to hope that we're home in time to watch some of Grey's Anatomy?) Oh, and did I mention the asthma attack that Tot has been dealing with this past week, as well as two weeks before. I have to make an emergency appointment with his pulmonologist. I wonder how I'm going to fit that one in. His doctor is at the children's hospital 40 minutes away. The doctor is only there two days a week and only for only a few hours. His last appointment of the day is about all I could manage without taking S. out of school. Oh, and did I mention that Hubby has been working 12 hour days? So I am doing this all by myself. I can't complain to him, because he's not happy with the hours he's working either.
I am now on my second antibiotic. The first one didn't work. Lovely. Just what I need. Not only do I feel like crap, but now I have to see the doctor again in a week to provide another 'sample' to be cultured. I'm beyond tired of this. I've been dealing with this now for almost a month. It's time that I feel better. I just need to figure out how to fit a little bit of time for me. Not for a massage, not for shopping, but to go to a doctor. Life as a mom has been really exciting lately!

Mish-Mash

Hubby made it home okay, and the wasp is still in my house. I have no idea where. (I HATE BUGS, PARTICULARLY ONES THAT STING!) What I do know is tomorrow I will no longer have to hear those annoying political commercials. Can I have an AMEN!
I was in the city today as well. S. had off of school today, so my friend and I took our kids to see a children's play and then off to lunch at the 'train place'. A good day was had by all! Oh, my boys LOVE the city. (We weren't in the downtown area.) They ask me as I go down a street if we are in the city yet, and then on the way home if we are out of the city yet. It's too cute. I love the city too. The safe parts of course. Much more culture and diversity. You can walk pretty much anywhere. There is lots to do there. However, the schools are much better in the 'burbs. Well, that and other things I'm sure.
Tomorrow we'll have a president!

How I Knew My Day Wasn't Going To Be a Good One

• This morning started off with me spilling my son's entire glass of milk all over the kitchen floor. I mean there was milk on the cabinets, inside the cabinets, on our tables and chairs, on the stove and inside the dishwasher. Yes, the dishwasher. I was going to empty the dishwasher after I handed S. his milk. Needless to say, that dishwasher will be mighty full tonight!
• There was the umpteenth wasp on our sliding door. I couldn't find bug spray. I called Hubby who told me to go to Target. Told him that wasn't going to help me right then. I opened up the screen, and basically willed that stupid bug out the door. While this bug remained on the door, I had to tell the kids to hurry up and eat their lunch since S. had to get on the PM kindergarten bus.
• We walked out the door at the usual time. Remember this was the bus which, only a few weeks ago, had never showed up. Well, today it showed up all right. And early too. Gee thanks bus driver! I had to run with S. to the bus. In sandals since it was so nice out. The boys have tried these sandals on so many times they are stretched out, which has made them very hard to run in.
• I had to mail the bills. We take them to the post office because I do not leave anything with money in our mailbox. We had an incident years ago. On the way, Tot starts screaming, "I don't want to go to the gym!" (His tumbling class.) This is the only day that a friend and I get to see each other. We go, I ask him one more time if he wants to play. He says no. I tell him to sit on the bench while I go in the play area. You can guess what happened next.
• I had to go to the urologist. Last Monday I had a bladder infection and was put on some meds. I still didn't feel well today. Tot got to see the doctor's bathroom again, and I made my 'sample'.
• I had lunch around 2PM. I went out to get S. off the bus at the usual time. Do you see where this is going? Yep, I heard the bus, and had to run again, in the same sandals. Hey, I didn't think I was going to miss the bus a second time! (Prior to this, I had almost always been the first one at the corner.)
• Get phone call. Hubby is going to be late. He also has to be downtown tomorrow. Think about it. Obama is having his presidential party thing there. He and only one million of his friends! Public transportation will be a nightmare, and don't even think about driving. Mayor 'asshole' Daley tells people that they should leave their jobs early. Around 3:00PM. Okay....How are that many people going to leave their jobs? How would anything get done?! Moron!
• I have worried so much I have literally made myself sick. Think back to The Taste of Chicago. Remember the gunfire and the gang activity the night of the fireworks? This is likely to be worse. When Mayor Daley tells you to get the fuck out of Dodge, you KNOW things are going to be bad! I can't stand the thought of losing my husband. I'm not being ridiculous about this. We ARE the murder capital of the entire country after all!

I think that's about all. I have to go wash my hair. I just got it highlighted and colored red. I love it! I only hope that the red stays in my hair this time. Sorry for being a downer. Oh, Hubby just got home. He's going to put the boys to bed. Things are looking up!