Saturday, Supa was off so he got the pleasure of staying home and taking care of his sick wifey. LOL. He didn't mind at all. We watching a movie with the kids (Liar, Liar - they thought that was really hilarious) and laid around the house all day. Supa took me to Wally World to stretch my legs a little bit and get some groceries. He did all the work, I just walked. He also said he would push me in a wheelchair but I was sure someone else needed it more than I did. We were supposed to take the kids out to eat dinner and out to have some fun (possibly Frankie's Fun Park) but I was just too sick. (And as usual, the Mommy guilt was killing me but everyone assured me that they could take a rain check) We decided to order out and eat in so we got House of Pizza at Neon's request. Yum!
Sunday, Supa had to work 7-6 so I was home with the kids all day. We laid around the house again and did nothing. We did watch another movie, Enough. They loved that one too. I decided I had better lay it down for one more day so I could let the antibiotics do their job.
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| Go, go, go, go!!!! Do your thang medicine!! |
Here are some of the best highlights:
(I'm sure everyone is going to want to know why I believed everything that "D" had to say. First off, I know those girls. I know how they are and I believe everything he said to sound just like them. Plus, they broke up, so what benefit would "D" get out of making shit up? That's what I think....)
**Nice to know they talked mad shit about us (all of us) when we weren't around
**Apparently, some comment that I made pissed Kitti off. Are you fucking serious? You have known me for 10 years! This can't be the first time I've pissed you off. You wanna talk about it? APPARENTLY NOT! I would call someone that throws a 10 year friendship away because they don't like confrontation a PUSSY! And, that's pretty much what I'm calling her and her friend now. Grow a backbone. Life is really going to suck for you if you can't even talk to your friend honestly about something that is bothering you.
**Obviously, the friendship didn't mean as much to them as it did to us since they never made any attempt to talk to us about it like responsible adults that love each other
**There were multiple times that I did talk to Kitti and Ace about certain situations and they assured me that everything was fine and they understood. Then I find out that they went home and talked so much mad shit about the same exact situations over and over again. I think I deserve the respect of being able to not have two faced friends.
Long, long ass story short, I was a fool and I'm definitely glad to have them out of our lives. They never really were our friends and they are definitely not people I would ever want around my family. I hate two faced, fake ass people. They can live their little lives, in their little bubble with only each other for company. They deserve each other.
I told "D" that the only reason why I wasn't super hurting and crying at hearing all this is because it's been since September. I have already explained (a few times) to my children that it is not their fault, they had nothing to do with this situation and that I was discarded, not them. I've already mourned the loss of two friends that I thought were my sisters. I went through the grieving and loss process and they are now dead to me. I was really nice to get some sort of explanation though since I never got one single word from the two of them.
We had a nice visit with "D". We hugged him goodbye and promised to have him over soon during daylight hours so he could play video games with the kids and run around outside playing with Copper. He looked great by the way. He's lost 52 lbs! GO "D"!
After he left, I passed out. I had to be up at 5 AM to take Neon to his outpatient procedure at the hospital......
Neon did really, really well. He did everything they asked him to do. He never cried or acted scared. I think that really helped me to hold myself together because I was all kinds of nervous and scared. (I didn't cry either!)
They took him away from me at 7:53 and I got to see him at 8:43. Pretty fast! He looked perfect and was eating a popsicle when I saw him in recovery. He did throw up the popsicle but then drank an entire can of Coke and ate 4 Oreo cookies (for breakfast, lol) and was fine afterwards.
The surgeon said that there were no tears or masses in his bladder.
SUPER, SUPER FUCKING YAY!!!!
That means that he doesn't have to have any other kind of surgery to correct anything. The surgeon also said that his bladder wall looked pretty thick. This is caused from a person holding their pee, it pushes up against the bladder wall, causing the capillaries to bleed. SO, since they haven't been able to find anything else wrong with him, this seems to be the culprit.
I emailed his teacher for help in getting him to visit the restroom frequently during the school day and she is on board so hopefully, this won't happen again.
I'm so, so relieved that Neon is fine!!! There is no kind of worry like the worry that there is something wrong with your baby.
Jade was at the house waiting on us when we got home from the hospital. She was prepared to help me carry Neon in the house if he was totally out of it. I'm not sure I could pick up 65lbs. of dead weight or not (without injuring someone). But he was alert and he walked in the house all by himself. Jade and I hung out, looking after my baby, and had lunch together at the house. Neon requested homemade mac and cheese and tuna salad. SO, of course, that's what we had. :)
Nearly Perfect came over last night and hung out after dinner. She helped me resort out my feelings from the weekend as a whole. We had a great time talking and I'm glad to know that the friends that I do have, love me unconditionally because that is what real friends are for.
I'm going to sign off for now. I missed 2 days of work around a weekend and I have stuff to be accomplished!
Laters!
Apple
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