sunshine

I am pleased to write that my son has much improved since being moved to a special classroom with a teacher especially trained to handle emotionally disturbed children. His behavior at home is improving as well. We only had one outburst in the last week, and that was because he thought the punishment unfair for the infraction. He didn't think it was that serious. Once we got all calmed down and could reason it out, he understood why it was important to remember to do things, even if we didn't want to.
I, on the other hand, am not doing so well. I keep missing doses of my meds, and have a whole bunch of bad emotions bottled up, and I don't know how to let them out without hurting anyone more than they already are, or myself. Definitely need to sit down with my therapist. I slept the week away trying to avoid it, but the feelings are there when I wake up, and interfere with me doing things I need to so I can take care of myself and family. Have I mentioned yet that I hate this time of year? Yeah. I hate Christmas.
If something can go wrong, it usually does, right when it's not supposed to. Like my car throwing an axle, or my husband's truck door deciding it doesn't wanna close correctly anymore. And the last time I saw my pdoc, like two weeks ago? maybe, she ordered labs. Apparently one of the chemicals my liver is supposed to make is too low, and I have white blood cells in my urine. I'm pretty sure that means I have an infection somewhere, when I looked up on Google, it suggested that it was a UTI. Guess what! I don't have insurance to go see a doctor. So yay, more stress. I hate Christmas.