I am so glad and thankful we have made it through this week. I couldn't be more ready for it to be over. Between Daryl's finger and the crazy and freaky weather we have had, I have had enough. I don't think I could handle one more thing. I want life as I knew it before this week.
I am totally using this post to vent!! So anyone who doesn't want to read feel free to stop now.
I know in my last post I said I was okay with Daryl's finger and I said things happen, but guess what I AM NOT!!! That night when we went to bed Daryl couldn't sleep due to the pain. The drugs weren't helping (Norco/Vicadin, I don’t know how to spell it) and well the doctor in my opinion needs to get the stick out of his a**. You can tell he is a small town doctor he takes himself and his time way too seriously. Plus I am tired of telling everyone what happened. Actually I am just tired of it being a part of our life. I really wasn't mad at the kid or anyone for that matter the day it happened. I became mad with every day that passed and watching my husband in so much pain he can't talk and even Percocet didn't take off the edge. I had all responsibility on my shoulders. To be honest I don't know how single parents do it and seem sain. My husband is not himself or at least is starting to get back to himself. Daryl is a happy go lucky kind of guy and up until today he hasn't been that way. He likes to make up songs to tunes of songs we know with random words he throws in and I hated it but now that it is gone I couldn't wish any harder for it to be back.
This finger situation has been the center of our lives. To be honest even the tornados didn't become the center like it probably did for others. I just thought you got to be kidding me; I had better not lose my belongings. Horrible, I know but my goodness I really thought what more. I can’t tell you how much it angers me to think about that stupid 10 year old boy and how nothing in his life has changed other than he doesn't go to school and might be up for battery charges which the first day I thought was much but now I am thankful the boy is getting punished by the school district. I am also upset that this kid has left his mark on our lives, and how his actions have affected us for who knows how long. Daryl very well could have this pain for months or longer. I am upset that the school district didn't pull that boy out sooner; they never had the resources to deal with him or give him what he needed. I am upset that it is at the expense of my husband and my family. I am pissed that this is still affecting us but everyone else that was involved has moved on. I am so tired of having to worry whether Workers Comp is going to pay us back for lost wages. Oh and let me tell you if by some horrible chance they don't oh let’s just say my built up feelings and emotions will be released and I will let them flow with all their furry. So many people have told us we should sue the school district and let me tell you the first day and a few after I thought no way that is ridiculous, we are not sue happy people and plus it was an "accident", plus if Daryl were to sue the district it would follow him and just look bad, plus I can't even imagine what a headache that would be. But let me tell you I have thought about it and have threatened that if we are not covered for lost wages well then I will have no hesitation to sue and get the money we would have had if this were to have not happened. But no fear, I am sure we will be reimbursed.
Plus you know I am also just mad especially about how long this healing process may take. And how Daryl may have pain for the rest of his life, because of nerve damage and phantom pains. This finger business has taken over our life and I am so sick of it and if it is going to be a long road ahead I don't know how I am going to endure. I really feel like this wasn't supposed to happen and sometimes I wish it happened to the kid at least he won't slam doors anymore. It wouldn't be my problem I would be able to move on and forget. In fact I doubt it would have interrupted my life. I have always said while driving I can't stand how others on the road aren't thinking about what they do on the road can effect others and their safety or just be in my way. But I will apply that to everyday life. I can't believe it is so hard for people to think of others in the realm of how their actions can and just might affect others lives directly. I like to think that on the road or in life in general I constantly am thinking about that whether it is to just be courteous or others safety. This angers me that people don't have any consideration for others.
I try to tell myself he is a 10 year old boy and one with problems and probably one who is very heavy laden by what he has gone through but why, must his horrible action affect my family and our life. I keep thinking man we were so close to being out of Laramie, why now? Really you can tack this up on the board for one more reason I HATE Laramie. One more thing through all of this I have been very stressed, I have a husband who can't use one hand which really is difficult and I have to do so much for him, which I gladly do since he does so much for me but what I am trying to say is through all this chaos I have had my moments where I have yelled at Paiglee or lost my patience with the situation we are in and have vented to Daryl. And this is above all the most upsetting because not only are we dealing with the situation but then the two most important people in my life have to take the brunt of my frustrations and my anger at those who have caused this. Which is not fair and they should never have to do. That is above all the most upsetting part. My family didn't ask for this and I am so upset that it has gone beyond "just" a finger. I sit and can't believe how much this finger has affected our life beyond just a hurt finger. I wouldn't and didn't think I would be here cursing that boy. I try so hard to have the attitude I had the first two days of this mess. I was so care free and thought no big deal, but really I just want it to go away now.
I do want to express my gratitude for several things though because even though I am upset I am grateful. I am so thankful to Trish for making us a dinner and yummy muffins. I am thankful that Daryl is getting more sleep than he has in the last four days. I am grateful that we have friends who let me vent and who have fed us and just been great. I am grateful (and it may seem weird since I just got done cursing the situation) that I had this opportunity to give Daryl the kind of service he gives me daily. I am grateful that we still have a home and that my family was not affected by the tornados and that no more damage was done and that no one was hurt. I am so grateful for the patience that I gained through this, and trust me I have gained some. I am just grateful because I know it could be worse.
I am totally using this post to vent!! So anyone who doesn't want to read feel free to stop now.
I know in my last post I said I was okay with Daryl's finger and I said things happen, but guess what I AM NOT!!! That night when we went to bed Daryl couldn't sleep due to the pain. The drugs weren't helping (Norco/Vicadin, I don’t know how to spell it) and well the doctor in my opinion needs to get the stick out of his a**. You can tell he is a small town doctor he takes himself and his time way too seriously. Plus I am tired of telling everyone what happened. Actually I am just tired of it being a part of our life. I really wasn't mad at the kid or anyone for that matter the day it happened. I became mad with every day that passed and watching my husband in so much pain he can't talk and even Percocet didn't take off the edge. I had all responsibility on my shoulders. To be honest I don't know how single parents do it and seem sain. My husband is not himself or at least is starting to get back to himself. Daryl is a happy go lucky kind of guy and up until today he hasn't been that way. He likes to make up songs to tunes of songs we know with random words he throws in and I hated it but now that it is gone I couldn't wish any harder for it to be back.
This finger situation has been the center of our lives. To be honest even the tornados didn't become the center like it probably did for others. I just thought you got to be kidding me; I had better not lose my belongings. Horrible, I know but my goodness I really thought what more. I can’t tell you how much it angers me to think about that stupid 10 year old boy and how nothing in his life has changed other than he doesn't go to school and might be up for battery charges which the first day I thought was much but now I am thankful the boy is getting punished by the school district. I am also upset that this kid has left his mark on our lives, and how his actions have affected us for who knows how long. Daryl very well could have this pain for months or longer. I am upset that the school district didn't pull that boy out sooner; they never had the resources to deal with him or give him what he needed. I am upset that it is at the expense of my husband and my family. I am pissed that this is still affecting us but everyone else that was involved has moved on. I am so tired of having to worry whether Workers Comp is going to pay us back for lost wages. Oh and let me tell you if by some horrible chance they don't oh let’s just say my built up feelings and emotions will be released and I will let them flow with all their furry. So many people have told us we should sue the school district and let me tell you the first day and a few after I thought no way that is ridiculous, we are not sue happy people and plus it was an "accident", plus if Daryl were to sue the district it would follow him and just look bad, plus I can't even imagine what a headache that would be. But let me tell you I have thought about it and have threatened that if we are not covered for lost wages well then I will have no hesitation to sue and get the money we would have had if this were to have not happened. But no fear, I am sure we will be reimbursed.
Plus you know I am also just mad especially about how long this healing process may take. And how Daryl may have pain for the rest of his life, because of nerve damage and phantom pains. This finger business has taken over our life and I am so sick of it and if it is going to be a long road ahead I don't know how I am going to endure. I really feel like this wasn't supposed to happen and sometimes I wish it happened to the kid at least he won't slam doors anymore. It wouldn't be my problem I would be able to move on and forget. In fact I doubt it would have interrupted my life. I have always said while driving I can't stand how others on the road aren't thinking about what they do on the road can effect others and their safety or just be in my way. But I will apply that to everyday life. I can't believe it is so hard for people to think of others in the realm of how their actions can and just might affect others lives directly. I like to think that on the road or in life in general I constantly am thinking about that whether it is to just be courteous or others safety. This angers me that people don't have any consideration for others.
I try to tell myself he is a 10 year old boy and one with problems and probably one who is very heavy laden by what he has gone through but why, must his horrible action affect my family and our life. I keep thinking man we were so close to being out of Laramie, why now? Really you can tack this up on the board for one more reason I HATE Laramie. One more thing through all of this I have been very stressed, I have a husband who can't use one hand which really is difficult and I have to do so much for him, which I gladly do since he does so much for me but what I am trying to say is through all this chaos I have had my moments where I have yelled at Paiglee or lost my patience with the situation we are in and have vented to Daryl. And this is above all the most upsetting because not only are we dealing with the situation but then the two most important people in my life have to take the brunt of my frustrations and my anger at those who have caused this. Which is not fair and they should never have to do. That is above all the most upsetting part. My family didn't ask for this and I am so upset that it has gone beyond "just" a finger. I sit and can't believe how much this finger has affected our life beyond just a hurt finger. I wouldn't and didn't think I would be here cursing that boy. I try so hard to have the attitude I had the first two days of this mess. I was so care free and thought no big deal, but really I just want it to go away now.
I do want to express my gratitude for several things though because even though I am upset I am grateful. I am so thankful to Trish for making us a dinner and yummy muffins. I am thankful that Daryl is getting more sleep than he has in the last four days. I am grateful that we have friends who let me vent and who have fed us and just been great. I am grateful (and it may seem weird since I just got done cursing the situation) that I had this opportunity to give Daryl the kind of service he gives me daily. I am grateful that we still have a home and that my family was not affected by the tornados and that no more damage was done and that no one was hurt. I am so grateful for the patience that I gained through this, and trust me I have gained some. I am just grateful because I know it could be worse.
Oh and if you see or talk to Daryl he perfers to be called nubby not stubby, Thanks
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Dang...I was going to call him Nubsy. I guess I will stick to Nubby. Let us know if you need anything! We are happy to help.
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