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I feel like crap. Actually, I feel worse than that, but because I'm a such a role model here, I'm going to be the bigger person, and not say what I really feel.
Sinus headache up the wazoo. Can't move without cringing in pain. Ear ache off and on for the past week or so. Throat on fire.
I did get some decongestant today though, which was a process in itself, as I never buy medicine EVER (before you ask, not it's not a thing with pharmeceuticals, it's just that I hate to swallow things you can't chew first).
It makes me really gaggy.
Anyway, I got the decongestant, which is supposed to ramp you up but has just floored me some more... which, after a two hour nap while the boys watched SpongeBob, was not unwelcome. Man, I almost felt human again.
So, anyway, I'm medicated. And feeling crappy. The one productive thing I did today? I found out where the end of 38th is. Yep. Ran right into the end of 38th. The strange thing is, I could've sworn I was on 37th at the time.
I need my brain to catch up with my body sometime during my lifetime. I think we could all breath a little easier.
Tomorrow? School!!!! Wow, I am SOOOO ready. And not ready. But, yes, really really really really ready.
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AND NOW: (as in, for reals, this just in)
4yr old is having bloody stool. There, I got the uncomfortable medical language out of the way first. On to what this exactly means for said 4yr old? No idea, except that all three guiaiac tests showed frank blood from his nether regions. I had a pretty strong suspicion when I could see said blood when I was doing the at-home smear tests, but now it's official.
The doctor man has instructed us on a high fiber diet for our boy, to try and rule out is maybe chronic constipation is causing the bleeding. I'm to do three more smear tests, at which point, if we still have stuff there that's not supposed to be there, our next move is to Childrens in Seattle.
It really can go without saying that I'd rather not get to that part where Childrens needs to be involved, but I'm gonna say it anyway:
I'd really really rather not get to that part where Children's needs to be involved.
All that being said, 4yr old was such a trooper. Like, beyond expectations trooper. The doctor man had to do a rectal exam as part of our follow up today. It can really go without saying that I'd rather have gone through raising my children without having to put any of my boys through that. But, I'll say it anyway.... I'd rather have gone through....
Anyway, he did get a sucker and sticker out of the whole deal, which doctor man recognized as ironic as he was the one to be pushing the 'high fiber' thing. Thing is, my boys? Eat through cardboard. You'd think it'd be enough, huh?
If anyone's looking for me, I'll be researching 'easy ways to get your kid to ingest fiber in such a way that it stops them bleeding out their rear'.
Pray with me everyone.
Okay, now for a piece of good news? Other than it's two days to Christmas, I have all my boys home with me and actually ventured out for a actual jog this morning? Well, ladies and gentlemen, hold onto your hats. Because, as of this morning, I now have a non-paying gig as an actual writer for a local parenting magazine!
Just believe me when I say this is a LOT more exciting than it sounds! I'm going to have an actual portfolio!
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