A week from Friday, bio was arrested outside her daycare for selling drugs. Let me set this up for you. I live far one side of the desert and she lives central. No busses come close to my area. The daycare is in the middle of a neighborhood and near a school. She and the offender, were outside her daycare with suspicion of selling drugs. She shouldn't know which daycare she goes to but she might. Why was she there? Coincidence? Do I disrupt her learning environment she just became comfortable in? Ugh.... Visits resumed as normal though... Well, we all got sick so today she saw her for the first time in two weeks. Man it's been a trip today...
Last week was a tough week for us. Spreading germs and lots of interesting stuff going on. It's amazing how many friends say they will help if you need it but when you really need it, no one is around. Single parenting with the flu is no joke. Last Thursday, I had both girls in urgent care with fevers and pink eye. The doctor couldn't squeeze us in so off we went. That was a all afternoon adventure. I sat in the pharmacy with two screaming kids for another hour just to be told it would take an additional hour. I went home to find a main water line had burst. Fed the girls while the pipe was being fixed and back to the pharmacy. I put Bug in one of those carts with the ar attached to keep her busy. Chunk was sitting up front with her crusty eye. (Don't worry moms, I washed the cart down when I got them out.) Well, guess who decided this would be a great time to poop, then dig, paint, and pick her nose with the hand she dug with??? It was around 8pm by this time. I was exhausted and had a rough day. I needed some info on the home I'm renting from my god mother. I called her and she didn't answer. So I called my mother was was living with her. She changed her number. And moved. To Ohio. Never said a word to me.
I know. I know. But it hurt. It hurt a lot. I told a friend and her response was wow. I told another and she was supportive but I think I needed J in that moment but I still haven't told him about her. The next morning my poor dad got an ear full and then got me bawling my eyes out. He's the only one that knows how hurtful she can be but even he never expected this. I was the only one of her kids that stood by her side for so long. Now she's on to a new family.
So how do I tell J about her? How do you even start the conversation? So, sit. Let's chat about my mom who goes out of her way to hurt her children. Let's talk about her psych issues. Let's talk about my nightmares and flashbacks. Let's talk about the abuse and neglect.... I don't even want to go here.
Last week I was only able to work one full day. I haven't worked since Thursday around noon. I ended up with kid germs and got the smack down. I'm still not cleared to see patients but I can go back and do paperwork. I've watched so much tv, I'm thinking about cancelling my cable. I am craving a run and a hard workout.
Until next time.
Get the flue shot! Trust me on this one. It's no fun!!
-K
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