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his time may have come….

yesterday we had a strange hang up call from Richards dad on our voice mail.  Richard called him back last night and he said all he wanted to do was wish him a happy birthday because he had forgotten to.  It was a nice gesture and appreciated by Richard. He and his father have not always had a good relationship.   It still could be a whole lot better, but it is what it is. His father and I on the other hand tolerate each other.  He and I do not have an relationship except for that limited contact because of Richard. His dad has said mean and hateful things about me and to me and really I just have place for that venom in my life. Being the bigger person, I go to his home and encourage his second oldest child to have some sort of relationship with him.  I feel that is all I am required to do. Once the boys were born, then my roll changed a bit because after all he is their grandpa. But our relationship remained unchanged.

The phone call ended last night with his dad saying that he has lost control of some of his bodily functions.  He has been quite ill for some time.  They have no money his wife works two jobs and he spends his days in front of the television in a recliner unable to do anything for himself.  He lives in Florida. He can not walk without falling has very limited eyesight and huge “I never took care of myself for my entire life” issues with his body.  Diabetes, way overweight, just always been very unhealthy and abusive to his body. This morning Richard’s older brother calls and says that dad is not doing well he says he is ready to give in. His wife is with him but he thinks that Richard should contact his dad again today. I wonder if his brother called Richard’s two sisters too asking them to call his dad? I called Richard at work told him what his brother said and will let him make the decision to call his dad or not.

Now we have the unfortunate decision as to how to handle this with the boys. Of course if he passes away we will go to Florida and there will be a funeral and we will be there. The boys have not had some one close to them die though they have talked with us about it before. We talk about Grandpa Ray and Grandma Lynne a lot and what death is and means. I guess I am just not sure that I want to tell them before he passes and give them the opportunity to talk to their grandpa one last time. I think I would rather just let the cards fall the way they will.

Ok so that is what I have for now…

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Confirmed

yep…strep…he is a trooper though…he knew what that throat swabbing was all about and he did it with out problem. I kno 13 year olds who put up a fuss. Omnicef it is to do the trick. Doctor says if he is fever free and feeling up to it he can go back to school tomorrow but I will hold off and see how he is doing.  I am glad that he is on meds and super glad that it is not mono. Now if we can get the illness buggies out of the house it would be great.

So….STREP???

It was my day to go to Spencer’s class and help out with math work.  I like to help out but sometimes this new way of teaching things is hard to grasp…but I did get the hang of it.  I am used to teaching LD kids and doing things in the simplest way to teach them what they need to do to get through the work.  No fancy “try it this way and “look see you can get the same answer if you try this…but I do enjoy it. When I got there Spence was in another room taking tests he missed while he was out sick. He came back while I was still there and was happy to see me but looked terribly tired. He said he was fine.  At 4PM I went to the bus stop to get him…he looked worse then earlier…as soon as he started to talk I could tell his throat was hurting…he told me his neck hurt inside. I told him he would be staying home tomorrow and we would go to the Doctor I am sure he has strep…at least that is what I hope because the alternative is mono…with this level of tiredness it is a slight concern. Having had mono I know it sucks royally. So I am praying really hard for strep.

I know some are thinking well he wasn’t faining the illness as in the boy who cried wolf post…well he was better in those days and has been since…I think it has been brewing…he test for strep came back negative last week…I bet it is positive tomorrow…

more then.

Have you cried wolf…I have

The Boy Who Cried Wolf

letter B

There once was a shepherd boy who was bored as he sat on the hillside watching the village sheep. To amuse himself he took a great breath and sang out, “Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!”

The villagers came running up the hill to help the boy drive the wolf away. But when they arrived at the top of the hill, they found no wolf. The boy laughed at the sight of their angry faces.

“Don’t cry ‘wolf’, shepherd boy,” said the villagers, “when there’s no wolf!” They went grumbling back down the hill.

Later, the boy sang out again, “Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is chasing the sheep!” To his naughty delight, he watched the villagers run up the hill to help him drive the wolf away.

When the villagers saw no wolf they sternly said, “Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong! Don’t cry ‘wolf’ when there is NO wolf!”

But the boy just grinned and watched them go grumbling down the hill once more.

Later, he saw a REAL wolf prowling about his flock. Alarmed, he leaped to his feet and sang out as loudly as he could, “Wolf! Wolf!”

But the villagers thought he was trying to fool them again, and so they didn’t come.

At sunset, everyone wondered why the shepherd boy hadn’t returned to the village with their sheep. They went up the hill to find the boy. They found him weeping.

“There really was a wolf here! The flock has scattered! I cried out, “Wolf!” Why didn’t you come?”

An old man tried to comfort the boy as they walked back to the village.

“We’ll help you look for the lost sheep in the morning,” he said, putting his arm around the youth, “Nobody believes a liar…even when he is telling the truth!”

today was one of those days…The boys were up at 5:45 um…yeah AM…dad kept them busy in Griff’s room for about 40 minutes…for that I am grateful. Then they hit my room running…dad hit the shower and I hid under the covers and pillows….wishing I had more pillows. Now usually, we have a no TV till 7AM. Today though, I caved, curious george was on at 6:45….again AM…and then it is off for the morning unless we manage to get our acts together early then they can play Wii or watch a show.  This is what followed:

After Cruiois George, Spencer told me how he had a headache and still did not feel well…see this post…  I say to him, “your fever free and you were just crazy man with your brother…I think we will go to school and stay in for recess and PE”…the response “but mom, my legs are really sore”…insert puppy dog eyes here. I hold strong…”no, you will be going.” we head down stairs and he eats a small bowl of cereal…unusual, but he is recovering…OK “so Spence if you stay home it is in your room all day with books and legos. That is 6 hours… You come down for lunch and one show afterwards ”  Surely this will change his mind…..”okay mom, that is fine.”…WTF…who is this child…so I call him in sick…natural consquence for what he is about to do…cry wolf…

He does it…he stays in his room all day..plays Lego, and reads books and magazines for 6 hours..(Crap I don’t think I could do that.) He comes down for lunch and heads right back up afterwords…at 3:30 he is allowed to come down and watch a survivorman. This is not to say that he did not ask, on many occasions, to be allowed to come out of his room…he did but really only about 6 times…once an hour…I took the opportunity to remind him of the boy who cried wolf…he knew exactly what I was saying and why I was saying it. He got it…

…he is going to school tomorrow. He will think twice about crying wolf again…he told me so.

yeah…thats right, missed a day…

I did I missed a day of writing here…in my defense…

Griffin and I had a busy mommy son morning, lunch with daddy (Chipotle with a gift card we got as a birthday gift…yum!), then we got home and as we were leaving to get Spence at school his teacher calls and says that he is sound asleep at his desk???WHAT THE??? she wakes him and tells him we are on our way and he can get ready.  He looks beat…we do a quick run to get hair cuts…he sleeps on the way there and while waiting for his brother to get his hair cut and then on the way home! He comes in takes a hot bath for about 20 minutes and goes to his bed and sleeps for 16 hours. He slept through the scouts being here last night working on their pinewood derby cars and playing…he just slept and slept and slept… that little Rip VanWinkle.  He gets up this morning and eats two bowls of cereal and watches about 1/2 of a man vs. wild..and is asleep again.  I took his temp and it is 103.5 gave him motrin…hoping it helps because the tylenol has not been working…The symptoms: extreme tiredness, achy arms and legs, a headache and now, this temperature. Needless to say, we have an appointment with the Doctor this afternoon.

As I am getting Griffin ready for a friend to take him to school he says to me…”mom, my right ear is quiet” that means that his hearing is blocked…so he will be getting an ear check today too. It is not sore and he does not have a fever and he is acting fine…he is at school.

Richard says he is getting the cold…too bad, tough it out.

I am good…go figure.

some fun things…for school lunches

Spencer and I had been talking about eating healthier lately.  Wanting him to have better meals for munch so that he is not starving when he come home from school.  Now mind you, his lunch is very very early…he is at school by 8:45 and recess is at 10:50 with lunch at 11:10.  So mostly he is full from breakfast…the lunches at school, ummm, leave little to be desired. Some of them are really good and that is a plus but mostly not so much. He has his favorites too…he loves the french toast stick days and the pizza days of course.  He also like nachos and the occasional chicken sandwich. But for 20 days of the month to eat those types of lunches is, well, bluck…

Enter…laptop lunches… and Wrap N Mat…I found these two little gems through some internet buddies of mine and I tell ya these are both great. Always looking for the deal the laptop lunch I was able to score on Ebay for about $12 less then the actual vitural store. But I had to get black and purple. My boy so doesn’t care though. He loves the laptop lunch.  I love the no garbage lunch idea so we both win. The other one…the wrap n mat is great for those days that he does need to take a lunch with garbage…like a field trip.  I wrap his sandwich in the pirate one and when he is finished with it the garbage goes in the garbage and the wrap goes in his pocket. Again win win….and he even uses it in his laptop lunch.  It is way cool…in fact so cool that I received calls from two of his friends moms asking where to get one and one of the lunchroom supervisors wrote me a note asking for more information!!!  We had the old stand by lunch bag that clipped to his backpack because we have THIS back pack from Pottery Barn and his lunch hooked right on the front. It was not compact and ready for a garbage free lunch …I was always looking for containers that fit and usually got frustrated and used baggies. No more!!!

Check out the sites there are some great ideas for lunches too…

I am ADD..and I know it…and I am OK with it.

I can not believe how truly ADD I really am!!!  SERIOUSLY…

random from my life…

when I am on the internet I do not spend more time at one place then 10-15 minutes TOPS and that is stretching..then I am off to another web page or the like.I bounce around a LOT.

when I am talking on the phone I can have three or four conversations going about three or four different things. It drives the other person insane. No it is not called multi-tasking. But thanks.

when I am talking to someone in person I can drift in and out of many thoughts and again, drives them insane. I can be mid sentence and totally change the topic the nice thing is I usually do redirect back to the original conversation. It is not unusual for me to do this often and usually in every conversation.

I have a hard time concentrating on a page for my scrapbook and will often work on more then one page at a time, occasionally screwing things up and having to rearrange them.

church is the worst for me and I think that is why I don’t like to go…I really want to hear what is being said and learn and grow but I can not keep my mind on the words.  I can remember when I was younger I would count the number of panes in the windows and the number of bricks in the wall or the number of time the word the was said or other random mind chatter like that anything to not have to concentrate on the words. I also remember fighting to stay awake because I just could not listen to the word any more.

vacations have to be busy.  no sitting on my duff on the beach.  Active looking at history and taking in as much as I can. Even when all we would do for vacation would be to go to the same place the same time of each and every year and do nothing but sit and watch the sand blow I would find some trouble to get into. I could never GOD FORBID just lay in the sun and get tan…UGH

So I am digging deeper inside to try to understand my son a bit more and remember how I felt at his age and how being ADD made me feel…cuz…I think he is ADD and I am gonna make it work in his favor. DAMN IT