I'm just wondering because I was looking at my Clustermap, found down on the right side of my blog, and there are NO hits from Africa. Hmmpph.
I'm in a bit of a pissy mood and should probably not even blog, but what the hell...this is my place to let loose if I feel like it.
My abd pain is still present and accounted for. I woke up at 3 am about ready to head to the ED, but what would they be able to do for me?! Well for starters they could do imaging that I wouldn't have to drive all over God's country to attain. It didn't help that I was stuffed up and my sinuses felt like they were going to implode. WTF?
Is everything falling apart on me this week? The week I should be enjoying so much...and am unable to!!!
I'd put this in all caps, but find that rather annoying, so just know I'm yelling in my brain.
We just had to go and have a family meltdown yesterday evening. It wasn't pretty. I wont get into it. Let's just chalk it up to stress, and the need to have a good sit down family discussion on how we treat each other.
You'd think things would get easier as the kids get older, but no they have to go and have opinions of their own and are no longer able to be thoroughly controlled by mom and dad. Ever lived with a 12 year old and a 15 year old? One is trying to spread his wings and is testing every boundary possible, the other knows EVERYTHING!
So I'm headed out here in a bit to spread the almighty $$$ as thin as I possibly can. Darn tuition. Why do they have to make it due BEFORE Christmas!? And I still need my textbooks.
If it weren't for my mom and dad coming in next week I would be saying that I wish this holiday season would just hurry up and be over with!!
Maybe tomorrow my ultrasound will let me know that nothing is wrong and my pain is psychosomatic r/t being a nursing student/mom/wife/etc. We'll have that good ole family discussion tonight. I'm hoping upon hope that things will just get better over the next 24 hours and we can enjoy my parents' stay and I can enjoy this break...finally!
Thanks for listening.
