Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

I haven’t been able to This week because I haven’t been able to open my eyes or see. Perhaps it was conjunctivitis or an allergy we switched from antibiotic drops to steroid drops to allergy drops. Either way my eyes have been swollen shut and I haven’t been able to do much of anything. To say it has been a long week isn’t necessarily true. It’s been a very active week and I’m truly tired. On Monday we tacked over to Pasadena in order to see the specialized ophthalmologist for the study, putting all the gunk in my eye that was already heavily swollen was an interesting task. On top of the rain and not being able to see walking was quite a challenge as well after three hours at the appointment I was cleared by the optometrist.

Tuesday was a break day but I was so exhausted from Monday. I had nothing left. I still woke up every morning dizzy despite getting two units of blood on Friday but then the great stuff started happening by Wednesday appointment with Dr. P didn’t exist. In fact I have no continued appointments for the month of February. This is when you can’t see I detest Doctor‘s team they are the absolute worse. Not only did the RN for Dr. P tell me to put topical ointment on top of my sterile dressing. He tells me to take new medication without telling me the quantity or frequency an absolute buffoon.

Wednesday no appointment. It is what it is nothing I could do about it Thursday. I had a 6:00am appointment at City Of Hope for additional heart test (electrocardiography?) – it was basically an ultrasound for my heart. Then Friday was my appointment for labs, dressing change and appointment with Dr P.

It’s been a week. Friday night with one eye ball – I went to watch both kids play Flag. By the time I got home I have enough in the tank to crawl out of my outside clothes and into bed. The rest was a blur.

Saturday was another interesting day of Flag. Both children didn’t have a coach, so there was a little confusion and struggle there. S’s team had a last minute Dad volunteer but didn’t know the rules of the game. So he had all the girls out there. The referee explained the rules for another 15 minutes and the Dad was still pretty confused. So another Dad volunteered to take over. After about 20 minutes of that back and forth the girls started to play. Both kids won their first game and while they both won their second game. S got clocked in the face. I could hear her sobbing from the sidewalk where J left me in the wheelchair. I got up and made my way down the hill to her. She was howling and her nose was bleeding. When we got to the urgent care the clinician said there was no imaging available. So we took her home put some ice on her and gave her some Tylenol. It seemed like the morning sugary cereal made things a lot better. Who knew the power of Pops?