Hi Everyone,
I'm a lil over 2 weeks out, and post op doing good. I don't know if its the extra estrogen in my system or my menstral cycle or what, but I'm just an emotional balloon waiting to pop. some would say a total biotch. I didin't sleep well last night because i was all nervous for my stepson's first day of 3rd grade. So with 2 hours of sleep, i happily got him up with his dad and got to school on time. Then, i try to go home and sleep, and i can't. I tried in bed, and then I ended up on the couch with my chihuahuas. finally after falling asleep, the stupid phone rings and rings and get a message on the machine, then the person decides to call my cell phone. and my cell phone won't stop telling me i have a voice messages, so i'm completely pissy over having to get up. my dh doesn't get disturbed bc he can sleep thru anything. so then my dh keeps yelling at me from upstairs once he's up and dressed bc he wants help with something. he won't say what. he wanted to know if his shirt matched his pants, but he didn't want to walk down the stairs to show me. rather he'd have me get up and walk up stairs and do it. ahhhh wtf so i'm not feeling well in my belly today either, and i'm just on one of those, i could cry at any time moments. so my dh tries to help by having nana pick up my step son from school instead of me but she can't get there in time, so i'm in charge and i get there in plenty of time. after pick up, he needed a couple more school supplies so went to cvs and walgreens with no problems. came home, i vegged on the couch, he played videio games. at dinner, since it was his first day of school, i let him pick where he'd like to eat. so we go to chinese buffet, i eat cottage cheese and mashed potatoes, and he barely eats 3 chicken pieces and his fortune cookie (foreshadowing), so we come home and he goes back to video games. then a lil while later my dad calls. my step-son answers it first from upstairs while i'm looking for a phone. when i find a phone and pick up, my dad's hung up. to make a long story longer, my stepson didn't tell me the phone was for me bc he didn't want to leave his room to come downstairs, and i need to call my dad back. wtf. i was pissed. i thought he had better manners than that, but look at his dad. errrrrgh so after some phone ettiquitte, he gets plays some more, then gets ready for bed. no problems. i tuck him in, evreythings fine, we joke around, etc That was at 940p I just get a call from dh at 11p saying my stepson's calling dh's cell and crying leaving messages that he's hungry. I go crazy. i know its not anyones fault at this piont , but my dh starts blaming me that i'm so mean that stepson doesn't want ask me for food bc he'll get yelled at or in trouble. welll hell yes, he should have eaten dinnner when he had the chance, and now at 11p he can't sleep bc he's hungry, but i woulnd't have given him lashes for it. i would have let him have something to eat. so now my dh is mad at ME. my dh doesn't put together that his son never gets to see him b/c he's at work while his son's at home, and during the day if they are there together, dh is always asleep untill 1-2 int he afternoon. and now in this point with surgery, i'm here to take care of stepson, and everythings my fault. BS I have sooo much more to vent, but this has gone on enough. thank you for letting me feel a lil better
:)
Amanda