Thursday, March 29, 2012

My kid is being admitted to Childrens Hospital on I sent her to school


In an unprecedented move by, let's see, oh yes... me, I actually sent The Toots to school this week despite the fact something is still wrong with her little body, despite the fact that she is scheduled to be admitted, AGAIN, to Childrens on Monday, and despite the fact that I have not sent her to school since before Christmas due to her basically being sort of, well, unwell all winter.

I don't know what to tell you. Something is not right with my Toodle Bug and we spent eight days back in January with her in Childrens trying to figure that out. And then she got super sick, luckily while in the hospital, and the docs thought they finally found the culprit during a bone scan.

Two months later, even though she is still on antibiotics, "something wicked this way comes." That little phrase from Shakespeare's Macbeth is probably a bit melodramatic but it's how I am feeling at the moment.

Melodramatic and pissy. And tired. So very, very tired. Which of course leads me to feeling even more melodramatic.

Wah wah wah

I hate whining and that is totally what I am doing right now. If I were one of my kids, I would be threatening myself with chores or not being allowed out to stop my bad attitude but, too bad so sad I guess. It's my party and I'll cry if I want to.

Except I abhor crying... even more than whining because it inevitably gives me a migraine and it makes me look just terrible and everyone sees me and assumes something is REALLY wrong, not just the normal wrong so, no, I won't cry. I'll stick to whining. Thank you very much.

And now, because I have whined so much, I can't even remember why I started this post. See, kids, this is what whining will get you.


There, I feel better. I got to whine AND give a very valuable life lesson about what that will get you in the process. Right???

Anyway, this post is dumb. I was going to write about how proud of myself I was for letting Tess go to school again even though I really didn't want to but got lost (as I'm sure you wish you had been able to do before getting sucked in to this very boring post) somewhere in the middle.

What can I say except the thought of spending an untold number of days and nights in the hospital, eating yucky food and 'sleeping' on fold out chairs while watching numerous people poke and prod and radiate The Toots (and hoping they find the problem but that it won't be a bad problem) all the while worrying that we won't get home in time for Easter does not put me in very good humor.

And just like that, I am whining again. Me thinks it's time to go do a chore...

Tessie playing with the jingle bells at school

And playing the drums

Sunday, March 18, 2012


"A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world."
~Leo Buscaglia

Tess had a play date yesterday. Usually when kids are around Tess, or even here at her house, they will play with her sporadically or when urged to do so by their parents. But inevitably they end up playing with any other kid who happens to be here, or even by themselves in Tessie's room. They aren't purposely ignoring her but simply lose interest in a kid who can't really play with them in the traditional sense. It can be hard to watch at times, especially when it is so obvious that Tess loves to have other kids in the house, and even more happy when they are in her room.

But yesterday was different. Miss Addie came for a visit with Sonya. And basically didn't want to leave. She hopped in the chair with Tess, brought any toy that wasn't battery operated (because I am not exactly the best at remembering to get new batteries), watched a movie with her, played a game on Sonya's phone with her, and yes, decided that this would be the ultimate house to play "doctor" in given all the handy supplies.

Doctor Addie with her patient

In short, Addie gave Tess one of the best days of her little life.

It didn't matter that Tess couldn't talk. Addie did all the talking. Or that Tess couldn't walk. Addie simply brought everything to her. No problem.

Although breathing did become a bit of an issue at times....for Addie. Tess would snuggle in so close to her that she was practically cutting off the poor girl's oxygen.

You can see how far over Tess has leaned to get close to Addie...before long, Addie was almost falling off the side of the chair

Addie took it all in stride. Except ya know, to hint every now and again that maybe we could move Tess just a little so that she could actually breathe.

So they played. All afternoon. Toys that were still unopened from Christmas got ripped into and put together with only a slight admonishment for me from Addie for not opening them yet. And I heard quite a bit about my lack of batteries for all the toys that needed them.

Before long Addie had decided it would be just great to spend the night. Sonya, not so much. But we did get a good laugh out of watching our girls together.

At one point Addie told me she wished that she and Tess could be sisters.

For now she'll have to settle for BFFs. But sometimes, best friends are just as good.