Random bitching

I can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve posted, but I’ll get right down to business.  My mom’s surgery went really well.  She got the absolute best outcome she could have received.  It was a tough week at the hospital, and I spent the night with her for three nights, the first night I slept on the cold hard floor.  I’m glad she’s home, my therapist thinks lots of my dark thoughts were because of my mother’s first fight with mortality.  I’m not so sure, but I’m skeptical lately about everything.

I got a hair sampling done at the beginning of this month, to see if I had any nutrional deficiencies that may be causing my “mild depression.”  Turns out my thyroid function is low, my adrenal gland function is low, and I have this weird ratio going on between calcium and magnesium, which are high, and sodium and potassium which are low.  Apparently this ratio can create havok with the body, and could be the source of my adrenal gland, and thyroid issues.  This therapist said I should forgo my vegetarian diet for now, saying that I didn’t get enough protien in my diet, and for thyroid health I should be eating shell fish, a natural source of iodine.  He also said I have low iron and copper, and that I should be eating red meat.  That was where I drew the line.  I absolute refuse to eat those sweet bovines.  I’ll find my iron elsewhere and stay away from the tea until I get things straightened out.

One of my more recent sources of frustration has been my son.  My son has a brilliant mind, and picks up on books and school work so quickly.  He is beyond a doubt gifted and his school has said so.  He would be in first grade instead of kindergarten if he was more mature.  His social and disciplinary issues are getting in his way so much that this morning we’re taking him to the doctor to see what’s going on.  His VP says it could be ADD or ADHD.  My son is impulsive, and rarely thinks before he acts.  He is defiant to his teachers, and its difficult for him to make friends.  When I ask him why he misbehaves, his typical answer is I don’t know.  Yesterday he had a pretty good day at school until recess.  That was when he decided he would throw mulch at his classmates, the playground has mulch on the ground.  He threw it at everyone, getting it in their hair, and on their clothes.  He threw it so much at one girl, it got in her eyes and in her mouth and caused her to throw up all over herself.  I don’t know what he was thinking.   He’s never hurt anyone before.  He seemed surprised when I told him she would probably be angry at him, and probably wouldn’t want to be his friend.  After lots of “talking” to him, and saying what if someone did that to you, or your sister, how would you feel kind of thing, I think he may begin to realize what he did.  But even this morning, when my husband talked to him about it, my son didn’t seem to be listening, and asked him if he could have breakfast.  My husband doesn’t think our son loves anyone, and only acts in a certain way so he can get things.  My son is five, of course he loves us.  He adores his sister, and does act protectively around her.

I’m against medicating children for things like this.  I think medications like ritalin dulls the mind, and masks personality.  I don’t mind having a spirited son.  I just want him to think, and that’s my fear is that it’s just a personality flaw.  He just doesn’t think before he acts.  My son is going to grow up to be House or something.  The brilliant asshole no one likes.

And then for my last case of bitching.  Two days ago I found a kitten on the side of the road.  I followed my heart and picked him up and took him home.  It’s likely I saved him from freezing to death, however he is sick.  I think he may have tapeworms, among other parasites, and he’s completely flea-ridden.  I have two other perfectly flea-less pets.  A flea-less house, and a healthy family.  I just didn’t think when I picked up this little guy, thinking I was doing the right thing.  I’ve bathed him every day trying to get the fleas off, and I think I’ve put a dent in the overall population on this little thing.  And I”m glad to see he finally has a pot belly, because he was severly underweight when I picked him up.  He wants to love on me, and tries to rub on my leg when I come in to take care of him. My plan is not to keep him, and I’m trying to stay distant.  If he was healthy I think I’d keep him, but I can’t afford to get him healthy.  So, I’ve found a cat rescue organization that will take him off my hands for me, and help get him healthy and find him a home.

So in a nutshell, that’s my month.  I feel like I go go go every day, and I’m always driving and I never get to clean the house or do anything for myself.  I’m always taking care of other people, and animals and I don’t even get to do anything for myself.  Except maybe go to yoga class, but I’ve been missing that like crazy lately too.  We did buy a treadmill this week, and it should be delivered sometimes next week.  Hopefully that will help me get rid of this extra 50lbs.

~ by Kim on October 24, 2008.