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Surviving...Barely

I meant to write last week but the week flew by.  I worked four days and I think as soon as I get in a schedule and a routine that this will be a good thing   The next few weeks are training so I work somebody else's schedule.  Starting the 29th I am all on my own.  I found out I working the weekend we were going to be in Kamiah. I am going to work on switching shifts but I am not sure how that will work. I am not sure that Lee would be willing to take all four kids to Kamiah solo so we are just going to have to see how things work out.

We had a meeting at the school regarding Victoria and the school has already started testing her.  We will meet again at the end of next month to see what the results are and where we go from here. 

I love love the mom's group I joined.  I am sad I am missing this week's meeting.  There is such a feeling of belonging. 

Today I had a plan.  Go do quilts at the church then go to the store to get a button for Jake's field trip tomorrow and then come home and clean.  Instead five minutes into to quilting Lee texts saying the school had called and Jake has a migraine.  So since then I have been home not really cleaning as Jake is on the couch.  I hate that he has to suffer through these.  I hate that it is finally effecting school.  I love him and I know how hard they are. 

Yesterday was my first shift in the  ER.  It was super crazy.  I mean that quite literally.  Two psych holds.  One kid that was talking about suicide.  The night flew by and I felt like I was doing real social work.  At the other hospital I sometimes feel it is more about discharge planning.  I have several people question me going back to work.  Some more subtle then others.  If you want to know then I will tell you but making rude comments will not get you very far. 

Luke loves stairs.  Loves them. and he will get half way up before laughing like he is escaping. Andrew is starting to speak better and better every day.  I try not to get frustrated when I don't understand him. 


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