On Monday night, I took Henry to urgent care because he still had a really bad cough after a week of antibiotics. They read his O2, which was hanging around 90, and hurried us over to the ER. Dr listened to his chest, ordered chest grays, and told me depending on the outcome he would probably be going up to children's hospital in Tacoma. I called H, who was driven up to the hospital by my mom, in time for Henry to be finishing a big breathing treatment and the doc telling us he was going to need to stay home and rest for a few days, and take prednisone, but he was going to be ok.
Next day, I called out to go in but I worked from home, and had to trounce all over hells half acre trying to find a nebulizer. "Well, depending on how fast your Dr gets the chart notes to us, we can get it to you in a week"... no. Finally, the charge nurse helped me find what was probably the last one down here, but the insurance wanted them to bill it as a durable medical good, and they didn't do that, so it would have to be cash. How much? Fine, thanks visa. Came home, was told there were no productions today(a lie, but that's another post, probably), learned some new work stuff, got the kiddo squared away.
Today was spent being sick myself, but here's the fun part: I don't have insurance right now. At all. I was dropped from one, and I'm waiting on my new job to pick up. And here's the thing: my old one didn't tell me, I'm still sick, my lungs are killing me...just...
The worst part of this is nobody prepares you for this stuff when you have a child. I took Henry swimming for the first time on saturday- think I would have done that if I would have known he was this sick? Nope. And that feeling, that pit of helplessness that I felt when he was sitting in a hospital bed, taking a breathing treatment- being so brave while I'm just useless there...nobody prepares you for that. And I'm sure, he's going to be fine, but this really made and makes me hold on a little bit tighter.
Thanks for listening, much love yall- tomorrow could be a doozy.
anyway, in case anyone was wondering, entering your 30s does not mean you will magically never cry so much that your head hurts and you feel faint. it just means your cries are strategically planned so that you get in a good five min bursts of sobbing in between answering emails and grocery shopping and scheduling that dentist appointment
I mask my autism fairly well imo but I'm acutely aware whenever Young Woo starts talking about whales that this is what I look like when I start talking about Count of Monte Cristo
Krempit (spelled her name wrong when I first brought her home so now I'm dedicated lol) is getting old starting to lose her balance so I have to hold her snacks for her.
As someone with a similar body build of Tim, (and a smoker) I agree. Running sucks. If you can subdue before a chase, great! If not ehhhh someone else can chase them, my lungs no likey running. 🤣🤣🤣
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BrUH I feel that
I have to walk up like 3 lOng consecutive flights of stairs at schools and I‘m always huffing & puffing so damn hard afterwards 😂😂
We can’t blame Tim, that shit be sucking REAL bad :”)
Fun fact: sucking on ice is a good way to rehydrate yourself because the ice melts slowly and the body can absorb the water from it better at that slower pace instead of the majority of it just passing through you.
More fun fact: if you say this to a Caretaker whilst shoving a handful of broken ice cubes in your mouth, they'll look at you like you're an idiot.
Sometimes I sit down and realise how little we actually know about the clones in Canon and how much we just made up and decided was cannon.
Like the clone have never actually spoke Mando'a, Fives and Echo aren't really twins, Torrent never officially adopted Ahsoka into their aliit, Kote isn't really Cody's name, we know next to nothing about Fox and the Corries. I mean there isn't even a command batch, we don't actually know if Ponds, Cody, Wolffe, Bly and Fox were batchers that adopted Rex on Komino to save him from the long necks and Alpha-17 just had to live with it.
It's wild how much of what most people consider cannon was made up by fans, and it's amazing.