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Hi family,
I can barely see thru my tears and don't feel up to proof reading so let me start off with an apology to how many mistakes will be in this post.
I am at an emotional rock bottom, please help. I am 16 days out from major back surgery and did not sleep a wink last night due to coming down with the flu.
When husband got up at 5:30, both girls were in the guest room with me and watching cartoons. He decided that since everyone was up so early he'd make a special breakfast of french toast and a fruit salad. Aly woke up on worse than the srong side ofthe bed. Everything she said was rude, obnoxious or pardom me, just plain dumb! Sorry!
Anyways, husband was able to get Jayme out the door and to daycare earlier than usual so that left alot, too much infact, time for Aly to hammer at me. Her outfit wasn't right, her hair was not right, her favorite socks weren't clean, she wanted to wear my cherished Bruce Springsteen sweatshirt...yada yada yada.
I had had it! I was tired, didn't feel good and was hurting so bad from coughing all night long. I screamed at her to shut the heck up and leave me alone till the bus got here. And, the one thing husband asked of her was if she could please vaccum the living room floor for me since my in home nurse and pt are due here this morning. I reminded her of her promise and she turned away and gave me the "talk to the hand". So, instead of even speaking to her, I got out that vaccum and did it myself. About half way through I had tears running down my cheeks from the pain, but stupid me kept on going till I finished, and we have a huge living/great room.
Afterwards I sat down on the couch and just bawled like a baby. Aly came up to me asking in such a saccrine sweet voice what was wrong. And, I let her have it with both barrels, no holds barred. Told her I might end up back in the hospital because now both legs had shooting pains and I was unable to feel my feel again. AND I BLAMED HER!!! Tell you the truth, I still don't feel bad that I told her, it was what I was feeling and I meant it.
Of course the bus pulled up at that second and she went into drama mama moment and the aid had to come drag her onto the bus, looking at me like I had just beaten the tar out of Aly. And you know what, I don't care.
husband is soooo stressed and stretched, he can't do anything more right now, I see he is at his breaking point with trying to keep up with work, home and everything else.
I just can't stop crying. Thank God my nurse will be here later this morning but I am afraid to tell her of this, she is a mandated reporter and I cannot handle CPS in our lives once again. Someone please, come take Aly for a long visit somewhere, I don't care where. I love her, don't get me wrong, but she is getting tired of mom being the patient/sick one and being asked to do what she considers more than her share of the work around here. All she was asked was to make her bed, put away her dirty clothes and vaccum.
I know this too shall pass and maybe later I will look at this and laugh, but right now I feel like an elephant is on my chest and there isn't any room for one more stinking thing.
I will have the nurse call the doctor for me and get me something strong to take for this cough, maybe knock me out for a couple of days.
I just can't take this anymore.
I am sorry.
Vickie
I can barely see thru my tears and don't feel up to proof reading so let me start off with an apology to how many mistakes will be in this post.
I am at an emotional rock bottom, please help. I am 16 days out from major back surgery and did not sleep a wink last night due to coming down with the flu.
When husband got up at 5:30, both girls were in the guest room with me and watching cartoons. He decided that since everyone was up so early he'd make a special breakfast of french toast and a fruit salad. Aly woke up on worse than the srong side ofthe bed. Everything she said was rude, obnoxious or pardom me, just plain dumb! Sorry!
Anyways, husband was able to get Jayme out the door and to daycare earlier than usual so that left alot, too much infact, time for Aly to hammer at me. Her outfit wasn't right, her hair was not right, her favorite socks weren't clean, she wanted to wear my cherished Bruce Springsteen sweatshirt...yada yada yada.
I had had it! I was tired, didn't feel good and was hurting so bad from coughing all night long. I screamed at her to shut the heck up and leave me alone till the bus got here. And, the one thing husband asked of her was if she could please vaccum the living room floor for me since my in home nurse and pt are due here this morning. I reminded her of her promise and she turned away and gave me the "talk to the hand". So, instead of even speaking to her, I got out that vaccum and did it myself. About half way through I had tears running down my cheeks from the pain, but stupid me kept on going till I finished, and we have a huge living/great room.
Afterwards I sat down on the couch and just bawled like a baby. Aly came up to me asking in such a saccrine sweet voice what was wrong. And, I let her have it with both barrels, no holds barred. Told her I might end up back in the hospital because now both legs had shooting pains and I was unable to feel my feel again. AND I BLAMED HER!!! Tell you the truth, I still don't feel bad that I told her, it was what I was feeling and I meant it.
Of course the bus pulled up at that second and she went into drama mama moment and the aid had to come drag her onto the bus, looking at me like I had just beaten the tar out of Aly. And you know what, I don't care.
husband is soooo stressed and stretched, he can't do anything more right now, I see he is at his breaking point with trying to keep up with work, home and everything else.
I just can't stop crying. Thank God my nurse will be here later this morning but I am afraid to tell her of this, she is a mandated reporter and I cannot handle CPS in our lives once again. Someone please, come take Aly for a long visit somewhere, I don't care where. I love her, don't get me wrong, but she is getting tired of mom being the patient/sick one and being asked to do what she considers more than her share of the work around here. All she was asked was to make her bed, put away her dirty clothes and vaccum.
I know this too shall pass and maybe later I will look at this and laugh, but right now I feel like an elephant is on my chest and there isn't any room for one more stinking thing.
I will have the nurse call the doctor for me and get me something strong to take for this cough, maybe knock me out for a couple of days.
I just can't take this anymore.
I am sorry.
Vickie