Ugh, so we've had a rough week to say the least. It's bad enough when school goes bad, and then evenings at home go bad, but it's really hard on me when I've had to deal with behaviors publicly in the course of doing something that had to get done. difficult child had an upper GI/small bowel scan yesterday, and had to be NPO 8 hours prior. He was allowed to take his morning medications with a small sip of water and only because I explained how futile the whole process would be without them. Well since he took them on an empty stomach, they wore off about halfway through the three hour process. Of course it's just me and the baby so let me tell you, it was interesting. I'm trying to talk him down with a baby on my hip and he's calling the nurses b***es and threatening to kill them while thrashing and trying to kick out the x-ray glass plates, etc. It was awful. I kept apologizing to everyone and reassuring them that about an hour after he gets his medications he'll be a changed boy.... Anyway, for the rest of the day yesterday, and all day today, I haven't wanted to leave the house. I mean I *DO*, because I'm going stir crazy cooped up like this, but I feel like my psychic energy is just drained. Like I simply cannot risk taking him out because I don't know what'll happen and I don't have the strength to deal with whatever comes up. I have a headache from sitting around too much. Ugh. I hate this. Does anyone else just hole up after a disaster? Is it normal to need two days to recuperate until you feel strong enough to take difficult child out in public and face the world again, or am I just slowly crumbling here?