Remember the lady I see walking every morning who up and changed her uniform out of the blue? Well - it seems there is NO uniform anymore. Everytime I see her she is wearing a different shirt. There is no rhyme or reason to it anymore. No daily or weekly pattern. NOTHING. Even weirder? I don’t see her everyday anymore. Some days she’s there? Other’s she’s not. And when I see her she never seems to be in the ARMY shirt. All of this concerns me to unhealthy levels.
There is also an update on NikkiZ’s croup/staph infection/ebola virus sickness. She seems to not be any better. Isn’t that awesome? She stopped running a fever that first day but the cough and congestion is still bad. Of course, that might be because she tends to gag out the majority of the medicine we cram down her throat. She’ll say, “No more meh-cin, No more meh-cin,” over and over - begging us to stop the torture. It’s awesome. And by “awesome” I mean “the most heartbreaking thing ever.”
And the staph infection on her butt doesn’t seam to be getting better, but I think that maybe the daycare isn’t putting the cream in the right place. This rash is on the back of her bottom, almost more on her lower back, so I’m thinking the teachers heard “diaper rash cream” and are just putting it where you would normally put the cream. And not on the rash itself. So, MrZ is going to actually show them where to put it this morning to see if that may be the problem. If not - this infection is incredibly resistant and we may need to get more powerful drugs for it.
And my goals for this week? Bah. I just feel like I can’t even stay caught up with my normal tasks, because I started the week getting behind having to care for a sick child. So the goals stayed back there with my sanity and my healthy eating motivation. I’ve been pigging out, not excercising, and still enjoying my nightly The Sick Kid Is Finally Asleep Beer. (It’s on the shelf between the Deadline Finally Met On Time Beer and the Just Finished Cleaning Out The Garage Beer.) None of my goals are even close to being met which makes me incredibly depressed and makes me want to eat fried chicken and milkshakes for lunch. Which sets me back even further. The Failure Snowball is the fastest moving one out there. One roll down the Mountain Of Good Intentions and it’s no time at all before you’ve landed in a pile of uncompleted To Do Lists.
Man. I’m Little Miss Optimism today, aren’t I? Bah.
I mean - it is no secret what the power of positive thinking can do. (Hee!) Of course, there’s no need to be Miss Sunshine (because that’s just as annoying. Right, Mila?), but I’m not going to make any progress on becoming a Better Me by whining about my failures. I need to focus on the positives - like I am wearing some really awesome jeans right now. I bought them on sale at Old Navy and I think they may be the most comfortable jeans I’ve ever bought. Yay! For comfy jeans!
Hey - it’s all about the baby steps. Right?
It’s all about the baby steps, and awesome jeans. And if you’re going to pig out, you might as well enjoy it sans guilt.
You can always start over next week.
I don’t own a single pair of jeans that I can fit in. Granted, I had a baby 4 months ago but it’s depressing because I have been about an inch and a half to two inches away from fitting into them for 3 months now. I wanna wear jeans so bad!
I’m sorry she’s not getting better. Sending good thoughts your direction.
BTW LilZ is a great photographer. He’s got a good eye. My husband loves taking photos but he has to work really hard to see the pictures.
Tell him to keep it up. I love looking at his pictures.
Nothing is worse than having a sick kid, especially when they don’t seem to be getting any better. I’m sorry, I know how much it completely sucks!
Fried chicken and a milkshake sound awfully yummy though!
I had issues too with giving medicine to my oldest. One trick someone told me? Let them give it to themselves. I mean, I fought tooth and nail to get medicine down her, and then I handed her the syringe thingy, and she put it down her mouth so fast. Here’s hoping that works.
“The Failure Snowball is the fastest moving one out there. One roll down the Mountain Of Good Intentions and it’s no time at all before you’ve landed in a pile of uncompleted To Do Lists.”
This is all too true. I think the first step to getting over it is acknowledgement. You’ve done a superb job of articulating it. I’m going to print this out and tape it to my monitor. Thanks!
One step at a time sounds like a plan to me! ‘Sides- who can plan/remember ANYTHING with a sick bebe?
Not me. That’s for damn sure!
I am sure next week will be loads better!
I failed to mention my own love affair with Old Navy anything! They have great stuff- for the whole family even!
Oh God, I’m right with you with the failed workout/eating goals. It is all about one day at a time and not letting small setbacks snowball. Courage!
Oooh, Old Navy. One of the best things about my recently shed poundage is being able to shop there now. Now that you mention it, I may drag the kids over there this afternoon.
Also, I think you should sell a t-shirt that says:
Baby steps, bitches!
Meh. I’m sorry to hear that The Illness with No End, in fact is not seeing the end.
I will say, however, that Henry’s got this chesty cough he can’t shake. I think it’s seasonal allergies, but really? Who the heck knows.
That’s totally heartbreaking about the desperate plea for no more medicine. I can’t imagine.
Does the running lady read you blog? I think you embarrassed her.
Maybe the running lady was trying to lose weight and didn’t want to buy new running clothes until she had lost some pounds. Perhaps, she lost some weight and feels excited about clothes again.
You may have already tried this, but Walgreens can flavor just about any medicine out there. I personally have never had to sample it - but it’s worth a shot. Might make it easier on everyone involved in the medicine game!
Oh also, when I was a kid and had to take the nasty stuff, my mom would bribe me with candy or chocolate (whatever was handy). I’m sure you’ve tried that though since you’re on the second trip around the kid block.
It’s all about baby step, comfy jeans, coffee, chocolate, cheese, and PMS Sweats, lolol
Have you tried talking to the running/jogging lady yet? Maybe she’s in need of a new friend.
Soooo what do you think of Cycle 9? The newest set of wanna-be models?? Hmmmm?? I don’t know about Ebony… I think she’s gonna be my gal that I love to hate this season. She really rubbed me wrong in yesterday’s episode.
Did anyone else want to put their hands over their eyes (or ears, it was a toss up here) and yell “noooo” while Mila was talking? That link was almost cruel, Zoot.
So wierd. The last time I was on your site I though, we haven’t had an update on the running lady. It was a totally random thought, but I seem to be in tune with the universe lately and it’s freakin me out