ME? STRESSED?
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Well, where should I start? My kid has a headache and a tummyache. She spent the day writhing on the floor and whining. She seemed to have alot of energy for a sick kid. Granted it was all going into writhing and whining but still. When I put her to bed tonight I asked her if it hurts to touch her tummy and when I did touch her tummy she freaked out a bit. I called Magrit who's son had appendicitis last year. He was unable to climb stairs but was very uncomfortable and had no fever just like A. If she is asleep when I turn off her aquarium light I will leave her to sleep but I think a trip to the doctor is in order. I never set foot into a doctor's office unless I feel it is really really needed. My gut tells me something ain't right.
In other news the milk inspector has invited himself over on Thursday morning when I should be taking my dad to the cardiologist. He did say that there really isn't any regulation that dictates what floor is in the barn so my barn is OK. I just wish he would invite himself over with a bit more notice. Now my day tomorrow will be trying to orchestrate this spontanous invasion of my space. Unless I am off having my daughter's belly inspected, in which case the inspector can go shove a flashlight up someone elses ass.
I am so stressed right now I can hear a low thrum coming from my tendons.
written at 9:05 p.m.
November 15, 2005
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