Just a quick update. As yesterday went on I knew that I needed some help with the kids. I was feeling horrible and I knew I could not keep up with the girls. I also knew that the last thing I needed was to be up and down all night so I called our dear friend and she came and got the girls. The girls stayed the night with her family and I got about 12 hours of sleep. It was so nice. When I woke up this morning I did feel better. The girls came home about noon and I thought I would go exercise. I got to the car and I looked at my throat in the mirror (it felt weird) and I was horrified and what it looked like. I have had strep many times and my throat never looked as bad as it did today. So instead of Curves I went to the doctor, and yes it is strep. The doctor even made a face when she looked at my throat so it was bad. I got some medicine and came home. When I got home Jeremy headed out to the doctor. We may need to be quarantined. It is just really hard keeping up with three kids when you feel so bad and Sam for some reason is really trying my very thin patience tonight. The kids are playing in the tent right now and we are going to watch a movie when Jeremy gets home. We are hoping the movie settles them down. Thanks again for all of your prayers!
Saturday, September 2, 2023
"I live with a difficult child. That is really hard to write, but the truth is that I have lived with a difficult child for about 14 years. The last few years have been unbearable at times." I haven't written a post in a long time. The main reason is that I don't have a personal computer (my work computer will not let me log in with my personal email) and I absolutely hate writing from my phone, but here I am needing to write,so I write. When I logged on this evening I found that I had started to write a post on May 23, 2022, but never finished it. We had just come off one of the most difficult years with Chloe. I could be found most nights just crying in my bathroom or screaming, "I can't live in this house with her anymore!" Her treatment towards me had escalated so intensely that I didn't even speak to her for several days and I was a little afraid of her. She had been making so many poor choices at home and we just tried to keep them hidden. I...
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