dashcat
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And I' don't mean for the difficult child.
Good Heavens! difficult child's allergies, like anyone else in the midwest-post-issac, are acting up. I think iti s possible that it is also a cold, but nevertheless, we can all agree that it is closer to annyoing than life-threatening.
She gets up yesterday "I barely slept. I cried all night. My head is pounding. I feel like I got hit by a truck."
We don't have any allergy medications, so I go to CVS and return with their brand of Sudafed.
All day, she drags around (she is working around here in lieu of an actual job), coughing as though she is about to expire from consumption (forced cough, mostly). Blowing her nose, holding her head.
She is positively insufferable when she even has a hang nail.
Later, she accuses me of "not giving a ****". Seriously? I go out and get medications, pay for them, heat up some homemade chicken noodle soup from the freezer for lunch .....? Am I supposed to suggest she take to her bed until this malady disappears?
I have an autoimmune condition that causes no small amount of pain at times, not to mention disability. Even when it was at it's worst, I still got out of bed every day. Even though I don't work at an actual job, I do work from home AND I work pretty hard around here, too. Without complaining.
I might be able to eek out a bit of sympathy for the allergies, but her histrionics make it nearly impossible for me to sustain any kind of compassion.
I know part of it is that she's trying to get out of working (fat chance), but it's exhausting and crazy-making for me.
Here's hoping today is a better day....
Dash
Good Heavens! difficult child's allergies, like anyone else in the midwest-post-issac, are acting up. I think iti s possible that it is also a cold, but nevertheless, we can all agree that it is closer to annyoing than life-threatening.
She gets up yesterday "I barely slept. I cried all night. My head is pounding. I feel like I got hit by a truck."
We don't have any allergy medications, so I go to CVS and return with their brand of Sudafed.
All day, she drags around (she is working around here in lieu of an actual job), coughing as though she is about to expire from consumption (forced cough, mostly). Blowing her nose, holding her head.
She is positively insufferable when she even has a hang nail.
Later, she accuses me of "not giving a ****". Seriously? I go out and get medications, pay for them, heat up some homemade chicken noodle soup from the freezer for lunch .....? Am I supposed to suggest she take to her bed until this malady disappears?
I have an autoimmune condition that causes no small amount of pain at times, not to mention disability. Even when it was at it's worst, I still got out of bed every day. Even though I don't work at an actual job, I do work from home AND I work pretty hard around here, too. Without complaining.
I might be able to eek out a bit of sympathy for the allergies, but her histrionics make it nearly impossible for me to sustain any kind of compassion.
I know part of it is that she's trying to get out of working (fat chance), but it's exhausting and crazy-making for me.
Here's hoping today is a better day....
Dash