LAWYERS LARYNGITIS AND OTHER SUCH THINGS

Yes that's right somehow I have managed to have a whopper of a week without even visiting Burger King! Here's how it went down; last week while Ty was at preschool catching a bacterial eye infection I was at Legal Aid trying to catch a lawyer, so when we me up later that afternoon for a juice box and fruit snacks I discovered the oozing eye and took him to the Dr.
This particular visit to the Dr.'s was funny because it was not our family Dr. and when I walked into the office with four kids I noticed his expression go from -what can I help you with- to -Holy#@!*- I proceeded to sit down, try to extinguish a temper tantrum, kindly explain to Ty that it wouldn't hurt and feed the twins. Well by now he was sweating profusely and he said " I need to excuse myself for a moment I am becoming increasingly anxious watching you with all those kids!!!" So he excused himself, came back in, gave us the prescription and we were off! Within 4 hours Rylie and myself were also sporting oozing eyes.
Awesome I tell myself, as I am telling myself this I realize it hurts to swallow and when I bend over my ears feel as if they will explode. So now I have managed to go to Legal Aid, be a part of the ever growing oozie eye club and participate in the sinus head explosion game! Wow what a day don't ya say? later that night as I wallow in my temporary unhappiness I decide to join the kids for a bowl of mac and cheese. I sit down and SNAP! That's right I broke my flipping dining room chair, so now I lay on the floor with mac and cheese all over me not knowing whether to cry or laugh, quickly deciding that crying would be the better of the two. Ty says "mum, jumpin junebugs what did you do?" I tried to say "I'm fat" but with the whole laryngitis issue it came out very Romanian, confusing the kids even more. They hopped off their chairs, came over to me and at the same time said " we will not tolerate you spilling your noodles, now pick them up". Obviously my pity party was over and there was going to be absolutely no empathy, so I pulled myself together, realized the whole thing was pretty funny, started laughing and picked up my intolerable noodles. Now without getting into too much detail each following day had pretty much the same pattern, a couple disasters followed by Kraft dinner and some laughing, so all in all our nutrition has sucked, but we do have three intact dining room chairs left and our sense of humors.