What a crappy week. Some would say, "If I had a chance to do this week over again, I'd blah blah blah and blah blah blah". Whatever. Personally, I don't want to a do-over for this week. It's done and good riddance.
Yes, I'm a crab.
Dink has a sinus infection. I've been saying that all effin week and what do I hear in return:
Doctor: "It's a virus."
Mom: "And when did you get your doctorate?"
Those at work: "You're just being overly mothering." This was uttered by those with NO children.
Geo: "You're probably right." At least he agreed with me.
I take the Dinks to her allergist on Thursday. I tell him what's been happening. Her checks her out. Checks her ears and nose. Looks in her mouth and eyes. Looks at me and says, "She has a sinus infection."
Big middle finger to all those that made fun of me.
She's dosed on meds and antibiotics right now. I want to be dosed on meds. You'd think she'd share. I guess they teach that in kindergarten. Figures. Two years too young.
I had a killer sinus headache Wednesday. Top it off with a migraine and I couldn't move. I was crying at 4AM 'cause the pain was so unbearable. After an hour of paralyzed suffering, I literally crawled out of bed and went in the kitchen to take drugs. Excedrin Migraine and some of the Dinks Sudafed. She was asleep, she had no clue I was breaking into her stash. After the drugs, I put a hot herbal mask on my eyes and a hot herbal shoulder compress around my neck. The herbs damn near knocked me out with the fumes. But it was relief! I passed out and didn't wake again until 7AM.
I awoke. Work and the rents were called. Since Dink was still battling her "virus" at this time, she was still out of school. At 11AM, we went to my rents home. Dink tortured them as I slept on the couch. Then we went home.
That was my Wednesday.
Like I said, this week was crappy and I don't want a do-over.