Saturday, August 2, 2008

Its a good thing~

In the last 48 hours we have dealt with- > a fall, including scrapes on the face > someone stepped on a nail > multiple wasp stings to the eye area > freaking out because the area swelled up and it was cool when he thought he had new ninja powers, but not so cool when he couldn't see. > pink eye > bike incident on gravel causing road rash > a stubbed toe > ingrown toe nail > AND an infected knee with the thorn STILL IN THERE... but didn't say anything about it until she couldn't walk on it.

It's probably a good thing I'm in nursing school, huh.

Friday, August 1, 2008

just another day

Every day around here is an adventure. We run the gamit on emotions, frustrations, joy, and pain. Somedays are rough, other days are rougher. All the "surprises" and unexpected... everythings sure can pile up. And in a hurry. Nothing is gradual around here~

A body'd think you would get used to it, find other ways to deal with it. No big deal... this happens, not all the time but it has happened before and will happen again. Calm and relaxed...

In my dreams maybe! Emotion, and reactions aren't logical. Aren't predictable. Are completely unreliable. And so are people. You revert back to what works.

And when things pile up, and its a lot to handle- like when the kids are sick, or tired, or bored- are injured, or could be hurt- I launch right into defense mode. It's not always pretty thing, but it seems to be what works. Throw up the defenses and prepare for the on slaught.

Even when I know I shouldn't be mad, (most of the time its just sad. And frustrating) but it can still get a rise out of me... No matter how much I wish it wouldn't.

I can feel myself heading that way. I don't necessarily like it, but thats what I do, thats what works. We survive... and thats what matters, right?

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Tuesday...breath...Its only Tuesday.

Anxiety- the fuel of life.

I went into town this morning, for an immunization I needed updated for school, and went ALL. ALONE. For the first time in over 6 weeks, I spent 37 minutes kid free.

Weird I tell ya, but much needed. I got to see a friend, pay to be poked, and breath.

Now back to the anxiety of life- If it weren't for the stress of "ITS coming!" "What's going to happen" "Can I really get through this" "What did I sign up for" WHY?!?!?!" ...

I would have a peaceful paradise of a life. I could do what I wanted, when I wanted, and not have to worry. About a thing. But then again I would probably not have the motivation to da anything at all- and be bored and whine about that. So I guess a little anxiety is a good motivatior- putting a little extra "git" in the ole git-a-long, just to provide the necessary spark to get through another day. But there is a tolerance level, just enough to get me off of my tookus- and not so much that I want to sit in a dark corner rocking and drooling on my shirt. Currently I find myself leaning towards the corner a little more than I would like to admit.

But here is a terrible thought, maybe I am so used to the high anxiety levels that it now takes a semi truckful just to register on the radar. And by the time it does register... Oh boy!

Depressing, much.

But today, I had a breath. And it was good. And the world didn't crash in on itself. Now I just need to figure out how to breathe on a regular basis. That would be good.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Random Acts os Summer

Here are random shots of our July- no rhyme or reason. Just like us.