I wasn’t even going to blog today which was technically last night because I write the blog the night before and since I didn’t have a Typo Tuesday Thursday ready and it was my birthday and I think my friend Junebug is mad at me for yesterday’s blog post because she didn’t call me even though she sent the great card…
Hey, remind me about run-on sentences and how many thoughts you can string together with “and.”
AND maybe I’m just paranoid and Junebug was super busy yesterday.
Okay, moving on.
The Scary Baby update is here at the request of a sweet blog reader and fellow mom, Tracy who left this comment last night which is why I am now writing this.
Update #1 ~ Scary Baby has a locker
Amazing what happens when you send a little email directly to the principal.
Not my first choice of communication but since we had done our due diligence in attending curriculum night, addressing the locker issue with the teacher and following up daily with our child for almost SIX weeks, PhilBillPaul said the email was overdue.
Seems the principal headed to the lockers herself, verified the broken ones and found one that worked for our darling Scary Baby.
She proceeded to bring all her books home on the bus on Friday because “I didn’t feel like going to my locker to put them all in there.”
Update #2 ~ Still sick but no missed school
Knock on wood.
She is half way through week seven with a very sore throat and it hurts to swallow and she has to take tiny bites and chew up the food really, really good or it is painful…
This is a result of an unfortunate weekend episode where she swallowed a pill for a headache and it got stuck. She thinks it burned something in her throat or chest or somewhere in that general area.
You get the point.
It hurts.
Dinner on Wednesday night was not pretty. The Grunter was home and he brings out the worst in me since he has mostly recovered from his long list of ailments and now finds Scary Baby’s ailments more than amusing.
“The sharp, crispy, hard cheese quesadilla is hard to eat,” she told us.
“It hurts.”
After several immature comments by me (I have confessed my immaturity–this is not news) and The Grunter about being sure her esophagus burns would heal on their own, she did not eat and went upstairs none too happy with either of us.
Rescue Dad actually called the pharmacy to see if she could, in fact, have a sore throat and/or any damage from a pill dissolving in her throat on SATURDAY NIGHT.
“Please tell me didn’t call our regular pharmacist and blocked your phone number?”
I’m moving.
I then suggested we all head to the ER to get her scoped. We better have them scope her esophagus AND wind pipe. This may also require an upper GI.
Let’s really fuel the fire. Throw some more gasoline on it.
Did I mention she also has a stomach ache that comes and goes and tonight at dinner PhilBillPaul told me she told him that she’s having chest pains?
Update #3
No rectal temperature taking has happened.
Side note: I wanted to clarify that I know those were oral sheaths I photographed with the old and dusty thermometer. It was just a representation of how often we use any kind of thermometer here at the Humpfreeze Hypochondriac House. My friend Junebug was disturbed by the oral sheaths since I was referring to a rectal thermometer. I hate when I confuse my readers…I’m confused enough for all of us.
Update #4
Counseling session on Monday clearly did not help me become more mature.
I bet Tracy is sorry she asked for this update.
My next school subject is going to be fundraisers.
Please weigh in and tell me all your success stories and all the ipods and other fabulous gifts your child has “WON” for being top seller with absolutely NO pressure from the school or the fundraising company that has enticed them to sell high quality wrapping paper, magazines, candy, cookie dough, Christmas ornaments and other wonderful products and pit them in a fierce competition amongst their classmates.
My throat hurts. I’m choking.
One year ago..
I hate fundraising with a passion, but I have to say that Alyssa “won” a $100 bill in middle school. If I remember correctly, they could earn chances to pick a plastic egg out of a box (the more stuff they sold, the more chances they got). One of the eggs had a $100 bill in it and low and behold…
I had to go to the school to pick her up that day cause they didn’t want to send her home on the bus with that much cash. haha.
I think I used the $$ to give all the relatives a “bonus” for all their purchases through the years.
I hope you gave the relatives cash and not an extra item from the “catalog” that year!! LOL
I’m on the “I Hate Fundraisers” bandwagon as well. My son “won” a drink container thing that looked like a gas pump and the drink came out of the hose. We used it once for dinner and then it “disappeared.” Our PTO last year got rid of all traditional catalog fundraisers. They did an art one and spiritwear. The rest involved things you do anyway – Box Tops and Scrip (Gift cards). It was SOOOO much nicer. New PTO is back to the catalog sales. Oh well. Now I bribe my kids with ice cream. If they ignore the catalog sales then I’ll buy them ice cream twice in one week.
I will be discussing the bribery factor in my post. You have my full endorsement!!