Monday, October 4, 2010

Monday October 4 2010

A good day.  So much so, I don't even want to blog!

Recap.  Got up, Doris cooked breaky, we got ready to go to the doctors about Irene's pediatricians visit.  and to get Doris more Dovonix.  Good drive in, no fighting.  Even found a free parking spot.  Visit with the doctor was good, quick and almost not even necessarily, but got the prescription for the dovonix.  Dropped the kids off at school, met with the councilor there that Irene will be seeing.  Even though I kinda think that we figured these things out and it is not necessary again, but also think, it wont hurt.  head out for my time, and lunch before my ENT appointment.  Decide to treat myself to a peppermint hot chocolate from Starbucks.  and a cookie.  spoiled my lunch! Did some banking.  Got some change so that I can buy passes for the hospital visits.  Decided to go and visit a friend that I haven't seen in a bit, but this way I have a place to eat my lunch and not be alone.  that visit went well, not shocked at all that she is already complaining bout her new husband, but still try to help her out the best that I can.  Go to my ENT appointment.  doctor doesn't seem to be .....mmm...interested, maybe that's the word.  The dizzy spells are hard to explain.  If I knew why I got them, I would do what was needed to make sure they didn't come back. He does explain that he has a headache and he is sorry if he seems out of it.  we talk some about the MAV that I have and he prescribes a nasal spray to try for the Migraines to see.  he wants to follow up, and wants a hearing test.  I think it would be neat to have a hearing test, so I don't complain.  Kinda weirded out by the nasal spray though.  how does that even work?  and I don't like spraying things up my nose.  But again, seems kinda pointless that I went.  he didn't examine me, didn't focus on the ears, that I believe are part of the problem, didn't really ask that many questions.  Maybe the headache was pushing him with out focusing, who knows.  Headed over to Costco to drop of meds and James called.  That was a shock.  Reminds me to get him a calling card.  We talk a bit more, mostly I talk bout my visits and my day.  Then another call comes in, it is Doris, today is early out and she is wondering where I am.  Crap.  I have to cut my call short and drop of the meds and get over there.  The schools don't like the kids hanging out after school.  Get over there, the kids don't fight to get into the van, but it is not time to go visit yet.  Decide to get the kids to help me clean up the van, and since that will be done at a gas station, I should be able to get a calling card there too.  Got the van cleaned up, kids helped, got pissy with all the stuff that I was able to just keep finding around every corner and under everything and around everything.,  just when you think you got it all, you look over and nope, theirs some more.  Gross.  spent 2 dollars vacuuming it out too.  go into the gas station, no cards.  What?  crap.  now where.  Go over to the next one.  They have calling cards, but it looks like long distance ones, don't need that.  What do I need?  crap.  what about a prepaid MC, would that work? dunno.  Call telus.  The women I get seems like an idiot.  She asks me after I have already asked where to get the cards to use for Payphones instead of using money, if I don't have a calling card for my home phone.  Umm, hello there, I just said PAYPHONE.  My home phone doesn't work when I am not at home!  like jeez.  then she gives me another number and transfers me.  after 10 minutes while waiting in the parking lot at the hospital of being on hold, I hang up.  I will check the hospital if they have anything.  They say yes.  yay.  It says long distance.  hmm.  I ask if that can still be used for local calling.  Yep.  ok, and that is for the payphone, yep.  yay.  buy it and two pops.  we go up to his floor.  at first their is no room for us, they let him out in front of the nurses station cause there is no rooms.  Shortly their after we get pulled back in.  that's ok.  the kids play cards while we talk.  we play 'if i, i would' and because Irene is 7 and didn't understand and cause Doris just doesn't understand, it turns into a bit of a fight, cause they did it wrong.  that bites.  we all get our 3 minutes alone again near the end.  Kisses good bye and love you.  get home and start supper.  can't find the recipe.  but found one that worked in stead and it was so yummy.  Got Irene's homework done and showered and into bed.  Doris practiced her taekwondo a bit, helped me get the winter clothes out too.  Then got a call from James.  Its collect.  wtf?  why collect when he has a calling card?  ask him.  It didn't work.  they still wanted the money first just to call this access number.  That's what I thought that it would be, thinking a MC would work better then.  I wonder what amounts you can get, I think 25 is the lowest, but it is not like it wouldn't get used some wheres else if needed, or not needed.  crappy though, just spent 10 bucks on that, of money that I really don't have.  o well.  We talk. He saw his new doctor.  Doesn't really like him that much.  The doc wants every med he has ever been on and wants us to find them.  wtf?  wouldn't it be way easier if his doc just got a hold of his other doc and oh I dunno, looked at his records himself?  I don't like this doctor.  Then James tells me that this doctor is putting him on some meds that will help not to escalate the anxiety.  But James doesn't want to be on meds and the other doc was ok with that, why isn't his one ok with that?  does he not care that James doesn't want to be on meds?  Will he not get better, because he will do what he doesn't want to do and not like it and start to resent again?  shit.  And he has to take them.  At least for now.  shit.  I really don't like this doctor.  and i am now very scared that James will not be strong enough to get better if this doctor isn't that much help.  Crap, crap crap crap.  But James wants to get better and the doctor says this will help, so he is willing to at least try.  And that is a good attitude.  But James sometimes doesn't know when enough is enough and if he starts to think badly again will he notice enough to stop?  at least he has the work book that I gave him and he is working on it again today, so that is great.  That is the most he has done on his own for his own recovery since ever.  Their is hope.  And found out my mom is coming down for thanksgiving, very excited about that.  Irene starts to cry, I can hear her from her bed.  with happened.  she has been in bed for an hour, did she get sick?  oh crap.  I go in there, ask whats wrong.  she starts to cry harder.  "ssshhhh, you have to calm down to tell me' 'i hit my head' 'on what' 'on the bed'  'but your supposed to be sleeping' 'but i'm hungry and you wouldn't let me have a snack'  we had just finished supper at 7:30 and she was in bed at 8.  No snack is needed that quick.  'have you been playing the whole time?" 'ya' crap.  I want to get so mad at her.  seeing tears in her eyes helps hold it back.  And I hear the councilor you have to focus on the good.  she told the truth.  do I know punish her for telling me the truth?  crap.  'you can have two crackers for telling me the truth (and since it is after 9 now, she might actually be hungry now) but then you are going to bed" "ok"  she got her crackers and was out like a light.  still can't believe that she was playing for that long.  little shit.  Made both me and James happy that she told the truth though, even though it would have lead to trouble normally.  So that was good too.  my friend calls and we talk a bit about her life and her problems and how not to play with fire cause she will get burned.  But she needs to figure out what she wants and what she is willing to do for that.  then she will be happy.  or at least content.  Time for me to get ready for bed, and I am tired.  Up late again tonight and can't really sleep in tomorrow, have to get the kids ready for school.  Could go back to bed, and probably will for a bit before I have to get up and shower and get ready to go to town myself to see my councilor.  So I will be saying goodnight and I hope tomorrow is another good day.  I like it when I get things done and I am ok with life.  Mind you I am not working this week, maybe that has something to do with that.

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