21-5-2011 - my life as it is right now

My mood while writing this blog: Ok

Well lets start with Saturday from last week... took the boys for their dentist appoinments... Robert, my 10 year old who does not take care of his teeth had no cavities at all, my 4 year old has 5. I had my dr appoinment tuesday, was told I probabply still have 3 or 4 weeks to go. no effacement or dialation at all :/... was told I needed to go get blood work done (HIV and syphilis....yeah like I'm really worried about that) and I should get it done that day (well I was depending on medical transport that day. The dr didn't get to the office till 11:15 or so, it was 11:50 when I called the first time for pick up. Was told an hour and to just tell the driver to take me to the lab... so I waited the hour for the driver to show up.... yeah not so much called back and said I've been waiting an hour not picked up yet... they called the company sending the pick up and I was told it would be 10 to 25 more minuets... well the driver finally shows up at like 1:45... there is NO WAY I would have time to get from the dr office to the lab and have time to wait for another pick up and get home in time for my 4 year old to be getting off the bus at 2:45.... so I just went home). Wednesday was a busy day... We took my husband to work so we'd have the vehical, took Robert to get his fasting blood work done. Tommy (the 4 year old) was suppose to go get his teeth worked on, we got there and this place does not sedate, they wanted to imoblize him on a papuss board to work on his teeth... yeah I don't think that would freak him out any more than he already was.... so we got a referal for the next week to go to a dentist that does sedation. That afternoon we went to the regular nuerologist for Robert. Robert had had a few migrains since his last visit, so we were given another head ache journal, and the dr wants Robert to follow the diet on the back.... no chocolate, not atrificial sugars, nothing with caffeen.... ect... yeah I'm not sure how that will work with a child that sneaks food like this one does. went to a park then picked my husband up from work. Thursday Robert had his spinal MRI (under general anistetic)we had to leave the house (on med transport) at about 6:15am... he didn't get put under till 11:15.... well my husband hadn't been feeling well so he went ahead and left work early...so once we got home I decided I was going to go get my blood work done before I got the money to pay off the title loan out.... so when we got home at 2pm I ate a real quick sandwhich, and got my stuff together to go get my running done.... as I am backing out of the driveway I hear a yelp... I finish pulling out and look back to discover that I have run over one of our dogsshe didn't make it :'( She was maybe 6 months old... but I don't think she was feeling well to begin with I felt so bad... still do. after I calmed down I went and got my stuff done (husband took care of the body, I took care of the blood so it wouldn't be sitting there at the edge of the drive way when Tommy got home...) got home, and my husband informs me that tomorrow is a half day for Tommy (tomorrow being friday)Well I was suppose to have had an appoinment to talk to a councilor about my depression.... second time I'd made the appoinment... now I have to reschedual again.... and I really needed to go after the whole dog thing. found out school would be letting out at 11:55... which there was no way even with our friend taking me and bringing me back that I could work that out... so I cancled (not sure if I want to try again till I have the baby, because with my luck I'd be in labor or in the hospital and have to schedula again...) then that night I am cutting everyone pieces of the chocolate pie I had bought, and was asking tommy if he wanted to come eat his pie... and my husband in his best cartman from south park voice said "yes I want pie" (I hate Southpark.... hate it more than I can say.... and my husband knows this...) I said something along the lines of he'd better not say it like that.... and that started the arguement, to which neither of us has appologized for... my husband said to give tommy his pie because he didn't want to eat it, when I said I'd already cut tommy a piece he told me to take it... I wouldn't so he threw it away... because of the way I treated him... then he says it.... "next time you run over a dog you take care of it" so I went outside with my piece of pie, crying coughing peeing on myself with each cough and not caring about that or the light rain.... came in twice before I stayed in... but I'm not going to appologize for not wanting my 4 year old sounding like cartman... but we have gone past it atleast... it was a good thing I didn't go to my appoinment because the bus showed up the next day at 11:34.