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[beanside]

Not looking forward to today. Really not. The first check ups are two of our unholy terrors. Twins, both of whom are a such little shits. My only wish (which I won't get) is that the mother brings their older sister, to ride herd. She's actually more maternal than the mother. I actually like the mother as a person, just not as a parent. Her husband is a traditional Orthodox-ish Jew, and for years, she wore the long skirt, the hats, etc. In the last four or so years she's really broken out of that, and found who she wants to be, which is lovely to watch. The boy child however, makes me wish they'd stopped with the first set of twins. He is SO very ADHD, it hurts. Even the parents acknowledge that he needs meds, but the father doesn't want them. According to him, he and his family have given the school enough money that they'll put up with the little bastard. *headesk*

After that, it's not so bad, though there's a lot of shots to give and children to torture. *shrug*

To put it mildly, I'll be taking several drugs prior to the afternoon check ups to insure that my PMSy self doesn't say or do something I shouldn't. Yay drugs!

Aside from that, all is good on the T front (PMS not withstanding). I have some tremors starting from the spinal issues, but they're sporadic, and controllable. I keep telling myself that if I just hold out until September, I'll have health insurance again, and I can get things straightened out.

*snore*

Goddamn, I hate when mornings come early. *sigh* I really have to train myself not to wake up at 5:30. I fricking hate knowing that it's too close to get anymore real sleep, but that I could have had another half hour if my brain would shut the hell up.

And now, I go forth and smack a bitch, er, call the insurance company about a newborn that they failed to put on the plan.

Comments

[eponin10.livejournal.com]

*hugs* May your day go better than you're expecting it to. :)

[lomer.livejournal.com]

Okay so parents who refuse to give their children the medical attention they need, piss me off. When I was little I was ADHD and dyslexic (I'm still dyslexic.) I recieved some training to help me deal with the dyslexia outside of school, but my teachers weren't informed. My teachers were also not informed that I was ADHD and my parents didn't want to give me any meds... or even tell me that there was a medical reason why I acted the way I did. I felt like a bad kid because I knew that in order to be "good" I needed to focus, but I couldn't do it. I got into so much trouble from caretakers who thought I was just being a brat, and I'd try so hard and I found myself just assuming I was a bad kid. I obviously wasn't trying hard enough to be good, because that's what everyone told me. All of this would have been fixed (or at least helped) if a) people were informed, and b) I had been given the medication the doctors suggested. Grrr... Poor little unholy terror. He probably knows that the grownups don't like him, but he can't HELP it. Dammit parents, be responsible for your kids.

[maharetr.livejournal.com]

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