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Friday Catch up

It has been a busy week.  Started school with youngest son.  9th grade!  Wow, where has time gone??????  Nope, it hasn’t gone exactly smoothly, it’s been very difficult to keep him on task, his mind is completely on dirt bikes.

He sold his Yamaha on Monday.  Tuesday, I had to take a water sample to DEQ, and from there, we went to Tuttle to look at a KTM.  Surprise, surprise, he bought it. The rest of the week has been “Can I ride? Can I go out and do such and such to my bike??”

I have a solution to the nightly medicine fight!  We simply switched to taking the anti-depressants in the morning, and there’s been no problem so far. Such a simple solution, but yet, it has taken weeks to think of it.

And, now, I’ve got to get back to editing photos for two proof books. 

I want a date night or weekend away with my husband.  Even though we’re both at home, I feel like we haven’t had time together in a very long time.



Pageant results

Just realized I had forgotten to post how great my girls did!
My son’s girlfriend: jackpot photo, jackpot swimwear, and jackpot beauty, and 7 and up Grand Supreme!!!
Munchkin: jackpot swimwear and jackpot beauty, and 0-35 month Mini-Grand Supreme!!!
I am so excited and proud of both of them!!! And, have to brag – I did the photos they entered, plus munchkin’s swimwear was a $4 thrift shop find that my friend picked up and I stoned.

Car and Work

EEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  I LOVE MY CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It’s almost freeing having my own car again.  It really hasn’t bothered me, driving my son’s pick up for the past couple of years.  I had planned on doing it longer, but, there is an ease in my mind now, kind of hard to explain.  My son admitted feeling guilty, thinking it was all his fault I didn’t have a car. I truly hope those feelings are now gone.

Today, I have GOT to make myself sit at the computer and edit!!!  Every time I tried to yesterday, it would start thundering.  Then, last night, I should have just stayed home and work, but instead, I went and visited my sister.  That doesn’t happen very often.

Overwhelming feelings

I just got off the phone with the man who saved my son’s life. I can’t even begin to explain how I am feeling right now.
Thanks to God and Facebook, we’ve gotten back in touch. He and his wife came to see him while we were at his second hospital. They gave me ask contact info for them, but I managed to lose the piece of paper.
A couple weeks ago, I made a post on Facebook that was shared several times. He said he was at a restaurant, and the waitress told him she saw his picture, so she showed him my post.
My son doesn’t remember his time at the hospitals, so doesn’t remember meeting him. I can’t wait!

Feelings of Guilt

A couple Friday nights ago, both the older boys were off with their girlfriends.  Dad and youngest boy were riding their dirt bikes, I was out in the sand box with Munchkin.  They stopped, were starting to get hungry, Munchkin and I went in and quickly fixed supper, and the thought struck me.  IF the oldest would have been getting the rest he needed instead of staying out with his friends way too late every night, he wouldn’t have fallen asleep on his way to work, and had the wreck that changed all of our lives.  Second son is also out of school, with a fairly good paying job.  Both of those boys *could* be living in their own houses, and this would be what it would be like all the time – quick, easy, much cheaper meals, less dishes, less laundry, not having to wash bedding every morning – so much easier!

As fast as the thought came to my mind, I was overcome by guilt for even thinking that.  I LOVE my boys – I LOVE all my kids!  I don’t really want them to move out, but.. occasionally, thoughts do cross my mind that they are adults….

I don’t know.

I keep feeling in my heart like I should start posting more about the day to day issues/trials/whatever you want to call it of being mom/care taker of an adult son with a TBI, while also having 2 teenage sons and a 2 year old daughter. Not to mention an adult step daughter who’s gone off the deep end into drug addiction.
But, I resist. I don’t know how to word things without it coming across as
whiny or ‘poor pitiful me.’ I don’t want people to feel sorry for us. There isn’t any reason for that. It’s Life. Things happen, sometimes good, sometimes bad. There is Always something to give thanks for, and moments of laughter, even during the bad. Even during the worst times you can imagine.
I just keep feeling like I should, maybe it would help someone going through similar? Maybe it would help me?

1 week on Limu

I have to report that my eczema is already showing major signs of improvement! It’s not completely cleared up, but it hasn’t been itchy in a few days, and is looking so much better, well on it’s way to clearing up.
No real changes in migraines this week, it has been a stressful week.
My husband said he can’t really give a report on his everyday aches and pains, too soon to tell, plus, he tried to combine gymnastics with dirt bike riding last weekend, so he’s dealing with some out of the ordinary soreness.

Stupid dogs!

I take baby girl outside to play. She’s busy emptying her pool, one toy teapot at a time, while I’m relaxing and maybe I’ll even get a tan this year. All of a sudden, all of our big dogs start making concerned ‘what is this?’barks from the side yard. We’re talking about a German shorthair pointer, and 3 pointer/lab mixes. Not small dogs!
I reluctantly get up to investigate. They are all circled around something, noses down, hesitantly stepping forward than jumping backwards. All of them. All I could think of was ‘SNAKE!’ I am deathly afraid of snakes! First instinct was grab baby girl and just stay in the house, but yet, I couldn’t see anything.
So, I start hesitantly stepping forward, ready to jump back -like the dogs, but I wasn’t barking, I was just ready to Scream and run. And I don’t run.
The dogs keep taking turns, snapping into the center of their circle and jumping back, while I cautiously inched forward, thinking of the story my friend told me just this morning about a rattlesnake in her yard, striking at her German shepherd.
I finally got close enough to see what was causing all the commotion, relaxed and instantly started laughing and calling them all idiots.
The source of all the commotion was an innocent piece of plastic, probably knocked unnoticed out of my son’s work truck.


Limu diary

I am experiencing the visual problems I get before a migraine, squiggly lit up lines. Not unusual for me, there are weeks that this happens daily. This is the first time this week. Only writing about it because I want to try to keep am accurate record of my limu experience, and migraines is one of the things I’m hoping will reduce frequency.