Oh Anne, I'm so sorry. He had a wonderful life with you, but it's so hard.
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I miss my Conversationalist. But it gets easier. You miss, but fondness overtakes the hurt.
My friend who is a neighbor gave me a ride to the mechanic this am after a 6:30 message when it looked like rain. I just ran into work to grab my spare power cord for another. This is why I am in the right place.
Also, Loki, I know it is Love, but kneading my bare thigh? Alternates between tickle and pain.
I look like I cut; my thigh is cross-hatched with tiny scars from Cosmo loving me with her hooked claws of doom.
Yes, I cut them. They grow overnight, like mushrooms.
Luckily, I can usually keep these talons in check. But my hands bear many a scar from my bitey, flip-turn-mood Devi.
Anne, I'm sorry.
I have some indeterminate number of more days of school. I think perhaps 11 or less? I dunno.
Grace's OT is leaving. We may not see her again because the last week I promised to take Grace to the Lego Store for the mini model build. Ooops. I think I'll work on trying to arrange it to make it work.
The PT who did an eval on Grace talked to me and pulled the You're A Bad Mom Card because she hasn't been in PT for two years. And because maybe she has scoliosis, even though I'm 100% certain her femur is shorter. And she has lots of quirks and weakness. HELLO. She has cerebral palsy, of course she does. Frankly, there are only so many days and what I really care about (becoming no longer trach dependent, speaking and eating) are higher on my concerns and needs. Same reason she hasn't had eye surgery.
Sigh.
I sometimes wish that things were different.
The PT is full of bullshit, but you know that.
Grace us amazing.
Grace is amazing. But scoliosis would suck.
So sorry, Anne.