Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
Kiki's Advocate
Can you tell I've got time on my hands? The last two days
I've written twice a day. Remember when I used to do that
years ago, when I first started writing? I see a
difference in the entries I write during the day and the
ones I tend to write at night. In the morning, there is no
time limit. I can write about whatever I'm thinking,
whatever pops into my mind. I'm free to discuss things I
don't usually have time to explore at night. In the
evening I'm stuck in a routine. I need to get it done so I
can do this, that and the other thing. It's pretty much
just a rundown of my day. That gets boring for me and I'm
sure whoever else stumbles across my diary. It's my diary,
I see no reason why I can't write as much as I want to.
Good news! Actually two bits of good news. The first one
being, Kiki's goldfish lived! I call him Mohawk, because
of the black stripe down his back, she calls him Goldfish
because he's a goldfish (duh), so he's Mohawk Goldfish.
Anyway, last night he didn't look so good and Annie's
goldfish, Courtney was being mean to him. She chased him
around the tank and wouldn't let him eat. I wasn't sure
how things would go, but 12 hours later, he's still
kicking and Courtney let him eat this morning, so maybe
he'll make it after all.
The other bit of good news is that I fixed my computer.
Yeah me! It was still slow as molasses this morning, so I
ran yet another virus scan (which came up clean, because I
do one ever 10 seconds), then I went into control panel
and deleted all the old downloads Annie and Snookums put
on the computer. Games and old applications that haven't
been opened in years. I freed up about 3000 MB of memory.
Then I rebooted the computer and it's like lightning :)
This makes me happy. I was starting to worry that I might
have to do something drastic (and expensive). Hopefully
that's all it was and it doesn't go back to being slow
again.
Snookums just called. He's coming home early today. He's
got a meeting at 10am, then after that he's coming home.
He's using my pregnancy to his advantage. More power to
him, I guess. I'm still hurting this morning, which is to
be expected. I didn't expect to wake up healed. Snookums
gave me Tylenol PM and that helped me sleep last night, so
at least I'm not tired. I rotated heating pad and ice most
of the evening. That helped.
Kiki's in therapy right now. I had an unhappy moment
dropping her off, which surprised me because I've never
had anything but nice things to say about Kiki's therapy.
Kiki used to have one-on-one therapy sessions with a
speech therapist on Tuesdays, but last week they decided
to put another little girl in there with her, which was
fine. The other little girl didn't come last week because
she was sick, but she was there today. The girl's parents
decided to stay in the room during the therapy session,
which would have been okay, but the room is small and Kiki
is really fearful of strangers. So, she wouldn't let me
go. When I did finally get her off my leg, she went and
hid in the corner. How is that helpful? If I were one of
the other two parents and their daughter had reacted like
that to my presence, I would have left. Their daughter was
fine, she didn't care one way or the other and was going
through the exercises no problem, but Kiki (who only has a
few sessions left before she turns 3 and has to leave
Holly Ridge) isn't getting anything out of it if she's
scared in the corner. I didn't think that was fair to her.
Not to mention the dad was a heavy smoker and the room
reeked. I didn't want to stay because he smelled like
smoke and it was making me sick. I don't know how I feel
about this. Kiki's last few sessions are pretty much
wasted if they're going to be sitting in on the rest of
them. By the time she warms up to them, it'll be too late.
I think I'll talk to her therapist about it when I go pick
her up. For one, the second hand smoke on his clothes
isn't good for Kiki with her ear infections and the whole
social anxiety thing isn't going to be fixed over night.
I'm Kiki's advocate, it's my job to have her best interest
in mind. I'll talk with her today.
Okay, that's all I've got to say for now. Ciao!
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