Okay, I need to vent...I am a disorganized mess (is that redundant?)...First of all I lost a whole weekend due to whatever nasty summer bug I caught...head cold, achy, and very fatigued. Not that I get usually get a lot accomplished on the weekends besides catching up on all the sleep I lose staying up until 1am in the morning, but that's not the point, I lost a weekend.
So I drag my fat ass to work (fat ass because the scrubs that were feeling a little looser last week are feeling a little snug this week - why couldn't I have had a stomach bug that made me lose my appetite?). I have a super busy day with patients, patients, patients and more patients. I try to avoid having too much contact because all of them are immunocompromised in one way or the other; I even thought about wearing a mask, but then I thought that was a little too dramatic. On top of the plethora of patients, I had a monitor in today (one of the nice ones), but still more work...
I get home start dinner (hubby usually starts the dinner, but I told him I would cook when I got home 'cause he's never made the beef stroganoff...(don't know why I am so protective, it's not like it's a complicated recipe - beef, soup, sour cream, noodles!!!). So I drag myself home and start browning the meat when my middle child, Emmy, comes in and tells me it's parent night tonight at her school. I think I said, "You've got to be f--king kidding me?!" But I hope not because she is 6...so let's just pretend I said, "Oh my, I completely forgot!" (Did I mention I still feel like I've been run over by a Mac truck?!) Well sure enough, she's right; it's parent's night tonight starting in ....oh 10 minutes...lovely! So I turn over the cooking duties to hubby who by the way is a walking zombie as he was called out to a crime scene at 2:30 am...Off to school I went in the middle of a thunder storm.
So I make my way to the classroom in the aforementioned thunderstorm and I am made to wait OUTSIDE for the requisite 5 minutes before the start of the fun-filled evening. Hello?! lightning was still dangerous last time I checked and we are living in the lighting capital of the world!!
We enter the classroom and I have to sit for the next 60 minutes in a kid sized chair that is 10 inches from the ground...did I mention that I think my illness was rheumatic fever as my knees are both aching and I am hobbling around? As the teacher speaks more and more about what a 1st grader is supposed to know and accomplish, my anxiety level grows and grows. And I am going to find the time to do this when?! It already took me 1 week to fill out all the back-to-school paperwork....URGHHHH!
Best news of all?! I go back on Thursday for 5th grade parent's night...Can someone call me in a prescription for Xanax?
That's all for now, Whiney McWhineybutt signing off...