I'm slowly losing at life at the moment.
- DS (5) banged his head on the kitchen floor (tile) and it was kinda my fault, I was walking backwards with him, thought he was holding onto me, let go of him and he fell backwards.
Now I'm tying myself into knots about brain bleeds etc.
He was happy, alert, not sick and wolfed down his tea and supper so probably fine, but I'm still worrying.
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DD (3) has been in and out of hospital with joint pains, drs saying 99% chance just irritable hip but 1% chance of arthritis or the scary L word due to some abnormalities on blood tests (high protein, low wbc). We've been discharged today with an open pass to the ward, but she's just woken up absolutely screaming in pain. I'm taking her back in if it happens again.
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Period started today and my fucking hot water bottle split last week. Not even the good stuff (feminax) is helping.
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we are completely skint - skipping meals so the kids can eat skint.
Please hold my hand and tell me funny stories, I just want to cry and cry and cry. That or drive into a tree, just hard enough so that I can go to hospital for a bit and get some rest. Check out of reality for a bit.
Ugh. Pity party or what?!?