Last night I had a conversation with my 8 year old son that is still making me smile. We've all been sick for the last week or so. Son missed school last Friday and this Monday, and daughter (10) missed last Wednesday, Friday and this Monday. They both went back on Tuesday. I fully expected them to have a ton of homework, but apparently more than half of their classes are out sick, so they haven't been doing much in class. Therefore, no homework. The teachers don't want to get too far ahead of the students that are sick. The conversation went like this:
Me: Are you absolutely sure you don't have any spelling homework this week?
Son: I'm sure Mom. The teacher didn't give us any spelling words.
Me: Did she give them out on Monday, but you forgot to get them from her on Tuesday?
Son: I'm sure!
Me: You have spelling assignments every week. Why not this week?
Son: I think it's because it's Free Drug Week at the school.
(This is where I lose it, then I look over at Brian who is cracking up.) I would like to know what the free drugs are that they are giving away. I think I shall head over there and browse through my options. Son still can't figure out what's so darn funny!
We had a good Halloween even though the kids weren't feeling well. We all dressed up for the occassion. I was an angel (of course), Brian was the Grim Reaper (of course :), Tyler was a Ninja and Megan was some sort of wizard girlie thingie. Taylor and Christian (Brian's boys) were unable to join us because they both have the flu. We probably walked about 2 miles. Brian wanted to drive but I refused. I just told him that if I fall, pick me up, brush me off, and don't make a big deal. I didn't fall, but my body let me know about it later that night. My legs and hips were painful, and the L'Hermitte's syndrome kicked in strong. Every time I moved my neck it was like a bolt of electricity racing down my body.
Since my last post (over a month ago, sheesh!), I received my initial payment from SSDI, so all is good now financially. We paid up on everything, paid off some things, and now our house is out of the clutches of foreclosure. It seems as if a weight has been lifted. When we look back over the struggles of the past year, I'm suprised we made it. You know what they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. After the bills were all paid and caught up, we went and had a little fun. We did a little shopping, went out for dinner, and Brian and I headed up to Niagara Falls. A little time away from it all does a body good. Now, it's back to normal, but at least we are no longer in the red.
Even though the financial problems have been resolved, I still find myself getting angry. I went from being a professional to disabled, almost over night it seems. When I read over the paperwork from SSDI, I was shocked at the medical aspect of it all. To read it makes it seem more real, although my mind is still not quite accepting it. I guess for me, reality is taking a much longer time than it should to settle in. I fight back by doing more than I should, but then I pay for it later. By the end of the day, I'm often in a lot of pain, but I continually try to hide it and keep going. Alot of times, Brian will come home from work, take one look at me and say "You did too much again today, didn't you?" He tries so hard to help around the house, but he's so busy between his full time job and his own business. I try to get everything done around the house before he gets home so he doesn't have to worry. But damn, this is a big house, so it's a pain in the butt, and literally, the hips, legs and arms, to clean it.
Speaking of big house, we are about to embark on a project. I may have mentioned it before, but we are moving our bedroom from the second floor to the first floor. We have a few rooms that we don't really use, so we are going to turn one into a bedroom. The room is meant to be a second living room, but we already have the main living room, then another room that is a smaller living room, minus a TV. We call that the sitting room. It just has a couch, a couple of chairs, and the aqaurium. It's a nice relaxing room. So now the supposed second living room will now be our bedroom. Brian and my brother-in-law are going to build the wall, a closet, throw on a door, add a corner bathtub in the room (for my soaking pleasure). There is a half bathroom there, so our bedroom will be like a suite. Now just to get the two of them together so they can get this project done!
That's it for now. Take care!
Last night I had a conversation with my 8 year old son that is still making me smile. We've all been sick for the last week or so. Son missed school last Friday and this Monday, and daughter (10) missed last Wednesday, Friday and this Monday. They both went back on Tuesday. I fully expected them to have a ton of homework, but apparently more than half of their classes are out sick, so they haven't been doing much in class. Therefore, no homework. The teachers don't want to get too far ahead of the students that are sick. The conversation went like this:
Me: Are you absolutely sure you don't have any spelling homework this week?
Son: I'm sure Mom. The teacher didn't give us any spelling words.
Me: Did she give them out on Monday, but you forgot to get them from her on Tuesday?
Son: I'm sure!
Me: You have spelling assignments every week. Why not this week?
Son: I think it's because it's Free Drug Week at the school.
(This is where I lose it, then I look over at Brian who is cracking up.) I would like to know what the free drugs are that they are giving away. I think I shall head over there and browse through my options. Son still can't figure out what's so darn funny!
We had a good Halloween even though the kids weren't feeling well. We all dressed up for the occassion. I was an angel (of course), Brian was the Grim Reaper (of course :), Tyler was a Ninja and Megan was some sort of wizard girlie thingie. Taylor and Christian (Brian's boys) were unable to join us because they both have the flu. We probably walked about 2 miles. Brian wanted to drive but I refused. I just told him that if I fall, pick me up, brush me off, and don't make a big deal. I didn't fall, but my body let me know about it later that night. My legs and hips were painful, and the L'Hermitte's syndrome kicked in strong. Every time I moved my neck it was like a bolt of electricity racing down my body.
Since my last post (over a month ago, sheesh!), I received my initial payment from SSDI, so all is good now financially. We paid up on everything, paid off some things, and now our house is out of the clutches of foreclosure. It seems as if a weight has been lifted. When we look back over the struggles of the past year, I'm suprised we made it. You know what they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. After the bills were all paid and caught up, we went and had a little fun. We did a little shopping, went out for dinner, and Brian and I headed up to Niagara Falls. A little time away from it all does a body good. Now, it's back to normal, but at least we are no longer in the red.
Even though the financial problems have been resolved, I still find myself getting angry. I went from being a professional to disabled, almost over night it seems. When I read over the paperwork from SSDI, I was shocked at the medical aspect of it all. To read it makes it seem more real, although my mind is still not quite accepting it. I guess for me, reality is taking a much longer time than it should to settle in. I fight back by doing more than I should, but then I pay for it later. By the end of the day, I'm often in a lot of pain, but I continually try to hide it and keep going. Alot of times, Brian will come home from work, take one look at me and say "You did too much again today, didn't you?" He tries so hard to help around the house, but he's so busy between his full time job and his own business. I try to get everything done around the house before he gets home so he doesn't have to worry. But damn, this is a big house, so it's a pain in the butt, and literally, the hips, legs and arms, to clean it.
Speaking of big house, we are about to embark on a project. I may have mentioned it before, but we are moving our bedroom from the second floor to the first floor. We have a few rooms that we don't really use, so we are going to turn one into a bedroom. The room is meant to be a second living room, but we already have the main living room, then another room that is a smaller living room, minus a TV. We call that the sitting room. It just has a couch, a couple of chairs, and the aqaurium. It's a nice relaxing room. So now the supposed second living room will now be our bedroom. Brian and my brother-in-law are going to build the wall, a closet, throw on a door, add a corner bathtub in the room (for my soaking pleasure). There is a half bathroom there, so our bedroom will be like a suite. Now just to get the two of them together so they can get this project done!
That's it for now. Take care!