ok, the rollercoaster was going up, up, up the hill...and somehow today it came crashing down the other side.
It was a really crapola-laden day for me. I even popped a "Vitamin X" and that didn't help. Took a hot bath...well at least that helped my sore back.
My husband is heading off to Denmark on Monday for a week for work.
So I am alone with the kid for a week, which should be ok... I'll see how I manage.
My sister had her baby tonight - yes he was due the same week as Jack - late January. So he is only 28.5 weeks gestational age, which these days is supposedly ok given the NICU technology. She had a c-section. She was on bedrest almost the whole time and then her water broke last week or something like that (I don't recall all the details).
Its a long story but I'm pretty disinterested in the whole situation since her husband (the doctor) had the gall to call me a few months ago to give me unsolicited advice about MY pregnancy after he heard about some test results I had through the family grapevine. He was arguing some bullshit about (go on, take a guess)...
Yeah, he said something to the effect of "C'mon, after a certain point its not really worth it" or similar detached, unemtional "technology is the new religion" bullcrap. I have not spoken to him since. And of course, their baby is an IVF kid - implanted via the second round of IVF after they flushed all of the first set of embryos due to the results of genetic testing they did on them. I despise and distrust that entire concept of "perfect" embryos and all that... but my feeling was, its their business, and I won't say anything unless they ask. So I kept my thoughts to myself, even though all those very controvertial issues still creep me out. Well I DID NOT ask his opinion, medical or otherwise, about MY pregnancy, and yet I got a f*ckin' earful. Today I was feeling the "it isn't fair" sentiment. I just can't feel remotely interested in their situation right now as I still have to resolve my own, plus I am still angry about the attitude they demonstrated (or perhaps, just the blatant lack of support) during my tumultous pregnancy.
However, I am worried about my parents as this second round of "precariously sick grandbaby" is really putting them through the wringer.
Hmmm, what else is going on...
We got new carpeting in our family room. The old stuff was DISGUSTING due to years of caked-on toddler-driven stains and general state of too-far-gone-to-steam-clean. When my mother was here taking care of things when I was in the hospital, she noted how awful the floor looked. I told her I was too embarrassed to have any kids over for playdates as I'd be afriad they'd be swallowed whole by some mammoth-dust-mite lurking beneath all that filth-coated olefin fiber! Luckily I was able to get some cheapie "$1.99/sq ft installed " berber from a local carpet/flooring dealership so it wasn't too bad of a budgetary hit.
Now the carpet looks great but all the kinda ratty old furniture looks even more rancid and decrepit in comparison. *sigh*
We have never actually bought furniture from a furniture store the way many people do. Everything was gotten one-at-a-time over the years to replace something else that died a cheap cotton upholstery or crappy-pressboard-related death. Some of our stuff is actually from college days. I wish I could say some of the "old" stuff is antique but that is not the case. Unless assemble-it-yourself Sauder faux-wood products from Walmart circa 1997 are considered "retro chic" in some way, shape or form!
We still have debt to pay from the plumbing project (something like $16 k on a home equity line!!!) and then another $900 to pay to a well digger to seal our well which is a Cook County legal/public health requirement. Oh, and I got a statement from my insurance that I have to cough up about $600 for my portion of fees for hospital and doctor costs. Actually I thought I'd have to pay more but I guess with all the doc visitis I had this year I have gotten pretty close to my out-of-pocket-maximum for the year. Hurrah!
Man, its gonna be a bleak Xmas this year...
