Every time

I like to think of myself as a nice and helpful person. I hate seeing my friends upset and am always there if they need me. I try to help people but it always seems to backfire. I don't understand why this keeps happening. I am always the one that walks away hurt. You think you are doing the right thing, but apparently not. I just want everyone to be happy. 

Friends

I love my friends! They make me laugh every single day. Even when I am feeling down they can always make me smile. To those of you who are special enough to be in my life....I love each and every one of you! You all mean the world to me. I don't know what I would do without my friends. 

It's the LAW!

So on my drive home from meeting up with some friends I glance at the car next to me because I see something moving in the back seat. As I begin to focus on what it is I realize it is a 4yr old little girl. She is leaning in between the bucket seats that make up the front row. The car was a blue Toyota Corolla. There was a man about the age of 25 driving. I tried to get his attention but he would not look at me. Obviously he knew he was doing something wrong. I continued to try for the next 3 red lights and to no avail. What made matters worse was that there was a car seat sitting on its side in the front passenger seat. As we are getting ready to cross the 4th intersection the light turns yellow so we have to slam on our brakes. My mind isn't even thinking about stopping in time or looking behind me to see if the other cars will stop in time. No. It is on the little girl who is about to fly through the front windshield! Luckily this "man" had enough sense to put his arm up and catch her. As we took off from that light I decided I was going to fall back and try to get his license plate number. He must have figured out what I was about to do because he turned right as I started to fall back. I was so shaken up by this that I missed the next turn for us to head home and had to go up a couple more streets for another turn. 

I don't understand why people have such a hard time protecting kids. I am not saying that my kid has never been in a dangerous situation, but when we are in the car he is always buckled in and the straps are pulled tightly.....even if we are just driving down the street. There have been plenty of times where I wanted to just toss him in his seat, but then I think "This is going to be the ONE TIME that someone else is driving like an A-Hole and hits us." I would rather take the extra minutes and make sure that my kid is buckled in correctly than possibly have to stare at my kid in a hospital bed just because I wanted to save a minute or two. His life is worth those extra minutes. So, needless to say....BUCKLE YOUR KIDS UP! 

My shot!

Today I went to the doctor in regards to my Carpal Tunnel. I had a Nerve Conduction Test done about a week and a half ago so we went over the results today. There is no nerve damage, which is good, but my hand still hurts. So, at my appointment we went over my options. There were 3 of them:
1. Deal with the pain every day 
2. Cortizone Shot
3. Surgery


Well, due to the fact that I have been living with this pain for the past 4 months I know I am tired of that option. On to the next.....Cortizone here we come! He shot my hand full of a numbing agent and to be perfectly honest I have no idea how I have managed to type this whole thing without major mistakes. The shot was given to me 5 hours ago and I am starting to wonder when the numbness will ever wear off. It is really starting to be annoying. Just a  constant tingling feeling. The doc said that I might still have pain for the next week because it takes a few days for the Cortizone to really take effect. For now I will just enjoy the fact that my hand is not in pain. 


As for Tim.......recovery is going ok. One of his incisions refuses to close up so that is requiring a little extra attention. He went to the doc also today and now twice daily he has to shove a saline saturated gauze piece in it! Ah, the joys of recovery. 

Man oh man!

I am tired. It has been a long 7 days of Tim's recovery. I am glad that he is able to get around more on his own because it was hard taking care of him and TJ. I seriously need a vacation now!

The soreness of it all.......

So yesterday was yard work day. Tim usually mows and edges the lawn. Well, obviously that wasn't going to happen so I asked TJ if he could do it. When he started screaming at me I assumed that meant no. That left me, the lawn mower and the weed eater to duke it out in the garage. Luckily for me I have a wonderful neighbor who had already mowed the front, due to the fact that he knows of Tim's situation right now. All I had to do was take care of the back yard. Well, our mower is not self propelled so I had to push that S.O.B. the whole time. It didn't take long to do though because our dog has taken care of most of the grass back there and turned it into dirt. The real issue came when it was time for the weed eater. Now, don't get me wrong. When I was growing up I mowed and weed-eated all the time. It's just been a while because Tim doesn't want me doing it. Man, that thing was exhausting. I was tired about 2 minutes into it. It was hard for me to hold because of my Carpal Tunnel but I managed. After about 15 minutes of that I had to water some dry spots to reduce the fire hazard. That wasn't bad at all. By the time I got inside my arms were DEAD! All I wanted to do was take a shower, but of course TJ needed to be bathed also. Since I needed a shower I decided to just toss him into the shower with me. That was fine except for the fact that it drained any energy that I had left. By the time I got out of the shower it was time for TJ's lunch and then nap time.


Thank God for nap time! I am pretty sure he is going through a growth spurt because he slept for 3 1/2 hours. I actually had to go wake him up for dinner. And then when bed time came around he was sooo ready to sleep again. This morning he slept till 10am, which is a little later then usual. I thought for sure nap time was not going to happen due to him sleeping in but again he went right to sleep. He did, however, wake up early from his nap.


I feel like I have been put through the ringer ever since Tim's surgery. I feel tired all the time and don't want to do anything. I was about to ditch out on softball practice today, but I really needed my time away. When I came home from practice TJ was waiting for me with open arms. There is no better feeling then knowing that you were missed.

Beyond exhaustion

So, Tim is moving around a lot more today. It's nice to not have to do just about everything for him. I am still making him rest and what not but I can tell he is tired of being broken. I don't blame him. I remember what it was like a little over a year ago recovering from my c-section.


We all went to Target today and he had me drop him off in front of the store so he could crutch over to one of the motorized carts. It was funny watching him on one of those things because it was going so slow. I know they go slow normally but this one was on its last leg! It actually broke down on him in the middle of the store. I missed this because I was busy looking at stuff and he took off without me. He had to, somehow, walk it back up to the front and get a different one. I really wish I could have seen this. I love my husband but it would have been funny to watch!