Though my allergies are getting better, today is soooo monday.
I've been pretty sick all weekend. I pretty much laid in bed and only got up to take care of my grandson. He too has been going through some form of illness. We have had to give him asthma treatments on his nebulizer several times a day. At night, he would be fine. His appetite is still good.
I've continued my supplements with decongestants. It has gotten better. I think part of my illness was that of being so tired. Sometimes we push ourselves with the intention of getting our daily routines completed, not realizing, we really need to stop and get some rest. I tend to do this all the time. As long as I am feeling pretty much "ok", I just keep going. It's not until I stop at the end of maybe 3 weeks that I realize how tired I am.
Well, update on the new child who is no longer in the daycare. On friday morning, when I went to pick him up, I was prepared to let his mom know that she could not bring him back until she took him to the doctor. His nose was running thick.
Instead, she told me how her mother had had an alcoholic breakdown and, as a result, wanted her and the child out of the house by end of the day. That meant, she had to find a place to for her and her son to stay. She had a friend in mind who lives in the next city. When I returned to bring her son back, with all his belongings, at the end of the day, she confirmed and removed him.
She realized she shouldn't have encouraged her mother to drink alcohol knowing she has a history of alcoholism They played a game called "Chugga-lug" a few weeks prior. Later, for her mother's birthday, she took her to a motel with LOTS of alcohol and strippers. The breakdown occurred a few days later. She said to me, "I guess taking her out for her birthday wasn't a good idea." I said to her, "Well, you didn't know she would respond this way." She said, "Yeah, I kinda did." That was when she explained about the alcohol history.
Every family has its dysfunction. My family definitely has its share.