Postby Alelou » Fri Nov 14, 2008 2:51 pm
I'm a disaster. We got in from NJ at 6 ... I had a library trustee mtg at 6:30 so I had frozen waffles and went ... get home at 9:30 which obviously meant I had my keys, right? This morning at five I jumped out of bed because I HEARD the garbage truck beep and I could SEE IT waiting at the end of the driveway in the dark... and I made my poor husband get up to take the garbage out (which should have gone out last night) ... except the truck was never there. I must have dreamed it or hallucinated it. (I should have realized it because it had the wrong garbage company name on the side of the truck, duh.) Now I can't find my damn keys. I emptied out my purse, I've searched every pocket I own, I've been through every room in the house four times, I've searched the car three times. I just got finished searching through all the garbage that is STILL sitting out there... which included quite a lot of cat litter and some broken glass...
I just called the food pantry and said I'm taking this as a message from God to just chill out this morning. Since I can't freaking get there anyway.
At least Caleb seems to have turned a corner last night. Hopefully it will last. Reading between the lines the GI was really, really hoping it wasn't c. diff because of the brutality involved in treating that, but it looks like just taking him off the breast milk is helping right now.
I don't even want to think about their medical bills. They have insurance but it sucks and they're still working on paying the 20% from his birth and she's out on FMLA without any pay at this point.