If it ever stops, I'll appreciate it.

This past 10 days (I wrote this orginially Feb. 26) has been unreal and just so emotionally and physically draining that I'll be happy when the damn month is over. Here 2008 has just started and I'm ready for it to be over and done with.

For those that read and don't know. . . .My beautiful best friend, also known as Mama, passed away Feb. 17th. We were by her side and told her we loved her as she left this life to begin a new one with Granpa and all the other family that was waiting on her. It's been traumatic on the family to say the least.

Tuesday night Dad came down with the stomach flu, he was feeling better during the funeral and Thursday morning he woke up even worse. Sis called the dr and demanded something for him, so they called something in. Friday, my brother in law Scott got sick too. J had to take him to the ER and really right then, someone should have just kicked us really good.

Saturday, I come home from Elk City and 45 minutes after getting here, I hear a knock on the door. "Anything you want out of the car?" WTF?!?!?!

Miss one payment and be late on another (for good reason mind you!) and they repossess your damn car. . . . . so with all that I just called daddy and started bawling. My first inclination is always to call Mama when something happens. Mama's make it all better. (I know I am one) Even if we don't have the exact fix, we make it better. I told the guy 'my babies car seats are in there'. . .he said that's why I knocked on the door. I guess he just would have taken off with it had the car seats not been in there.

Terri calls Sunday morning, she has the flu. Jenna has the flu and today my little guy wakes up with a 102 temp. Call the dr and really the only thing we can do for Ian is keep him comfortable, alternate tylenol and motrin and give plenty of fluids.

UGH!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, Jenae (my cousin for those that don't know) took me out to help me find some shoes. Strike 1 2 and 3. I couldn't even make a decision about shoes. Found some really cute ones. . . for her . I found some too, but didn't know if the color would go with everything. No decisions could be made. . .my brain won't engage.

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March 21st

So we went in this morning and Ian had his teeth fixed. While they were in there, they found 2 more teeth that needed to be capped, so he had a total of 10 teeth capped. Poor Little Guy!

From January until today, two of his molars decayed to the point of needing caps. I asked the dr about it and this is what it is. . ..

It is a combination of bad teeth genetics, overcrowding (his little mouth is too small for his teeth) no enamel and the fact that his teeth basically developed out of the uterus instead of in. His bottom 4 teeth are completely crooked. (I guess that means maybe braces when he’s older. . .oy and yay! )

He has 4 white caps on top, 4 silver caps on the bottom front (they couldn’t get white ones, which is ok) and then the 2 molars are silver also. ugh!

He came out of the anesthesia like a wild animal, I’d never seen such a thing and it scared me a bit, but the nurse said that was completely normal. eeeek. Marc never did that to me so it was different.

Two of his teeth were infected already, so I am now off to get his anti-biotic and tylenol with codiene (the dr said 10 teeth was just too much for regular tylenol and Ibuprofen).

we have to pay out 245 a month until September for his teeth , but it’s worth it if it keeps him healthy.

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March 25th

ok you’d think, nice pretty day outside, letting the boys play and all that would be ok. no not with my boys.

Ian just busted his new dental work all to hell and back. He was walking on the driveway, fell but caught himself with his hands and then his head went "thwap!!!" I picked him up and blood was everywhere (I DIDN’T pass out YAY) he was screaming and I was in a panic.

He hit hard enough that the nice white coating on the front of his top tooth is gone, completely. it just shattered off. there is blood all clotted behind his teeth where he knocked the caps into his gums a little further.

So I run inside, call the emergency line for the dentist and they say as long as they aren’t crooked we can fix them tomorrow. They aren’t crooked, just bloody.

so i guess we fix them tomorrow, i hope they will put that extra money on the payment plan, because I don’t have it! I have just enough to get through to next payday, and pay the dr for my visit on thursday.

LIFE: you suck, stop kicking me, and let me have some fucking peace for a few days. DAMMIT!!!!!!

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March 26th

ok so we go back to the dentist in 10 days. April 9th at 2:30. . . his teeth were just a tiny bit loose, but not horrible. He thinks they’ll tighten back up within the 10 days.

he said there is really no damage to them (other than the obvious)

If they are ok, we’ll then schedule an appt for a shot sedation fix of the white front.

He said this is the first cap he has EVER had break. I told him "leave it to my son to shatter pretty white crowns" he said "at least now we know what it takes"

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Later that afternoon

I swear to God! I’d really like life to stop kicking me in the damn teeth already. I’m tired of it and really don’t think I can take anymore.

So the incident with Ian, I took him to the dentist this morning, though I’m sure I wrote about that this morning. If not, his teeth are ok, we go back in 10 days.

So then today while Ian’s speech therapist was here, I get a call from Marc’s school. Some kid had decided it would be fun to push my son off the top of the slide! .. .. They believe he dislocated his elbow, so I call get an appt with the dr and go get him.

The dr is unsure if he actually dislocated it or not, because of the Ehlers-Danlos, they can pop in and out at any time. But he had free range of motion and everything was ok when we got to the dr.

I called my sister and when she called me back I just died laughing hysterically. .. .. .. it was either that or just start crying hysterically. .. ..

The only good thing (I guess you can say that) that happened today is I was able to trade my mom’s car (the accent) in for a sonata. more room, better car all around. I kinda cried .. .. when I left the lot in the new car and left Mom’s behind. .. .. But it is for the best.

The only catch. . .it’s a 5speed. I’ll have to teach shawn to drive it. .. ..

Hello My Life How You SUCK!!!!!!!! .... .. .. .... ..