This has been one crappy week. Everyone is miserable and taking it out on each other.
Last Sunday, Stephen fell down the stairs while carrying the vacuum and he hurt his hand. Badly. I insisted that he go to urgent care but he refused and even got quite irate with me about it. He said if he could move his fingers his hand was ok, just bruised. He would not even take any Advil for the pain and swelling which then pissed me off because he was feeling badly and taking it out on us with his crappy attitude.
On Monday his hand was no better and I suggested that he call the doctor. Nope. On Tuesday - call the doctor. Nope. Tuesday night, however, he said he needed to go to urgent care because his hand had become too painful. In the end, he held out until the morning and went to his doctor. An x-ray showed a broken bone and he left with a brace and a referral to a hand surgeon. He now has a funky brace on his hand that looks like a combination scrub brush handle and vice grip! He has to wear it for 5 weeks but goes back in 2 weeks for another x-ray to see how it is healing. Hopefully no surgery to fix it!
In the meantime, he refused pain meds (that's ok) but he also has not been taking even some Advil and he is in pain and is a miserable .... I am so sick of it! I laid down the law last night and told him that he HAD to take Advil every 8 hours because I was done dealing with his miserable attitude and he was making the whole family miserable. He agreed that he'd do it (although I am pretty sure he did not take any this afternoon).
Dex turns 12 tomorrow and his brain has become a teenage brain and therefore he has lost all sensibility. We went for a "family walk" on the weekend and he chose to wear his big high-top shoes without the laces tied and scuffed his feet for the first 1/2 mile until I bent down and tied his shoes. He forgot to turn in a permission form for a field trip and just about lost it when he realized he was past the due date on it. Of course the teacher accepted it the next morning but he was a mess the whole night and barely slept. Today he had basketball practice and ran off with his high-tops instead of his runners. Just to note, the high-tops are not basketball high-tops but the skater dude high tops. I had to drive over to the elementary school where they were practicing after Stephen called me and asked me to bring him proper shoes.
Dex also lost his cell phone yesterday. He swore he had it on the bus on the way home from school but then it disappeared. We spent almost an hour scouring the street and the yard for the phone. He claims he walked around the whole house dialing his cell phone (which was on vibrate) but to no avail. Tears, despair, angry, more tears and another sleepless night. Then this afternoon, while moving the computer chair to get to the printer, I found his phone on the floor. OMG! What has happened to him?
I have been pushing Jax to be more proactive with finding other friends at school because this summer, his bff is going to be at camps or on vacation most of the summer and it will be a long lonely summer for Jax if he doesn't connect with others. He has been hanging around with this one boy and a girl a few times. Today, after walking home from school with them and hanging out for about an hour, he came home and told me that the girl's dad was in jail for stabbing someone and he'd be in jail for another couple of years. Apparently her grandfather also stabbed someone but that person died so he was in jail for life! Blink Blink Blink Maybe I need to sign Jax up for some camps?
And Cars has become quite forgetful. I have thought in the past that he might have ADD but when I asked his 1st grade teachers about it they said no. It has presented itself more this year (claims he is always distracted by others when he cannot complete his work in class). Whatever the issue, his grades are suffering a bit because of it. He is still doing ok but just ok.
Now I have thoroughly complained about my family. I think the next post I will tell you something wonderful about all of them.