STUBBORN BOY, CUTE BUNNY, TIRED MAMA

Good grief! I haven't blogged in over a month? Shame on me. You know the reason. Been busy. Actually I've also been tired and overwhelmed along with being busy. Not really sure why. Maybe it's because it's winter and we haven't seen the sunshine in, oh I don't know, weeks now! Maybe it's all in my head and I need to just get over it. Nah! We'll blame my current blah mental status on gloomy weather and being busy. Yeah, let's do that.

I decided to take Colby out of school for Jan and Feb. Too many nasty germs and viruses going around. I usually send him to school during the winter, but something this year said don't do it. It took the school system quite a while to find a home/hospital teacher for Colby. He (Mr. Randy) comes twice a week, each time for one hour to work with Colby. Poor Mr. Randy! He's finding out just how incredibly stubborn Colby Michael can be. Colby doesn't like doing schoolwork at school, so he sure as hell doesn't like doing it in the comfort of his own home. Oh sweet boy, where do you get such stubbornness?! We had Colby's eye gaze going with Mr. Randy was here yesterday. The only choices Colby had were Yes, No, I Don't Know, Maybe, Seriously, All Done, All Gone. Mr. Randy was trying to get him to answer yes/no questions. Colby started answering “seriously” for every question he was asked. Really, Colby? It was kind of funny, but let's face it, Colby was being a total smartass. So then I hid that button, so it was no longer available for Colby to say. Then his answer to questions was “I don't know.” To every---single---question--- Mr. Randy asked him. I about lost my flipping mind. I finally hid all the buttons except Yes and No. Wow, can't wait for home/hospital instruction again tomorrow. Want to take bets if Mr. Randy calls out? Haha.

And speaking of calling out, we're having nursing issues again. Oh boy, dealing with nurses, my absolute favorite. We had a full time second shift nurse. He and I got into a disagreement last Tuesday. He looked and me and said, “I'm going home!” Got his shit and walked out half way through his shift, and he hasn't been back. So then the nursing agency found a replacement. This nurse was going to pick up some shifts while her regular patient was in the hospital. She worked one full shift, then called the nursing agency and said she didn't want to work with Colby again. She complained the drive was too far and that Colby was too big and heavy. Due to her back problems, she would be unable to properly care for Colby. That's two nurses in one week. But wait! There's more! We have a nurse who only works one shift a week for us, Friday evenings. After next week, guess what? Yep, she found a full time case closer to her house, so she's taking that patient and dumping us. That's three nurses gone in one week. She is going to pick up extra shifts next week, then start her new job the week after that. So we're good until next Thursday, then we will have no evening nursing. ZERO. Zip. Hopefully the nursing agency can find a replacement soon. If not, it'll be okay. We still have a full time day nurse and a part time nurse who helps on the weekend. If we go a week or two without night nursing, maybe it's the universe's way of saying I need to spend more time with Colby. And I'm fine with that! 

Tuesday it was pouring rain so we didn't take Colby swimming. Instead, I gave him a haircut myself. I probably shouldn't add barbering to my resume anytime soon. But I think I did a decent job? Right? 

And what about me? I'm keeping busy, for sure. Upon careful examination of my checkbook, I've come to the realization that I'm broke. I was geared up to start looking for another part time job when the nursing crap started. So as soon as we have more nursing, and dependable nursing, I'll be on the hunt for a j-o-b. Not sure where I'll end up or what I'll be doing, but hey, I'll figure out something. Not sure how in the world I'm going to still care for Colby, take care of the house and work more, but I'll figure something out. After all, I am Super Mama.

We have a new member in our family. This is Cupcake. I wanted to get Colby a cat or kitten for Christmas, but we had a nurse who said he was highly allergic and that he would have to quit if we got a cat. Well, this is the same nurse who up and quit so obviously we should've just gotten the cat and let his sorry ass leave! But I don't regret getting a bunny. She's sweet, curious, super soft and we love her to pieces. Things I've learned about rabbits: they like to eat. They poop, and poop, and then poop some more. Our rabbit is very nosy, but she's been pretty good about chewing. She hasn't gnawed on any of the woodwork like people said she might. She has chewed through one of Colby's pulse/ox probes and also a feeding extension. But once I caught her and bopped her on the nose for it, she has pretty much stopped. Now I'm debating on whether we should get a cat or not. Yes, apparently I'm a glutton for punishment. If we're going to have a nice, big house, might as well fill it up, even if it's with furry critters. Or maybe a parakeet...?

 

And lookie here! We finally got our driveway repaved. Hooray and zip-id-eee-doo-dah. I think they did a great job. Don't know if you can tell or not, but there are huge ruts on each side. Well, if anyone is going to step off the driveway, into these ruts and gets hurt, it'll be be. No doubt. I caught the foreman walking by our house (who happens to be a total hottie BTW, too bad I'm probably old enough to be his mama.) I asked him if they were planning on filling the ruts soon, and he says yes. I probably should've gotten his idea of “soon” but I didn't. Hoping very soon. 

Okay, time to get kid tucked in to bed. Will blog again when I have the time and energy.