That's how I woke up and it went downhill from there. The worse ones were my daughter showing up with news. It seems the baby's father has taken up with a new female. One that is a carrier of the MRSA, often pronounced mersa. In short it is a staph infection that is pretty much resistent to most antibiotics and can be fatal. The baby of course has now been exposed to this person.
Now, it seems that the father tried to throw in her face a person she's met that ONCE had it and was treated for it. He has no insurance and went to the hospital to be checked, at his expense to ensure he was clear of the illness. While he was there they gave him an IV of the antibiotics that had worked for him. He has been declared and deemed healthy and safe to be around. This other woman apparently is not.
While she's telling me all of this I'm thinking to myself, 'baby exposes us, we pass it each other. Each of the men pass it to different people they work with which adds up since they are at different job sites all the time. But the bigger numbers come in when I think of the Kiddo.
Imagine all those children, their friends and their families and you see where I'm headed? I've got an epidemic going on in my head and we don't even know for certain that he's contracted MRSA.
Kiddo made it all day in school. However... Yes, there is a HUGE however; something must have happened at lunch? Her mood went downhill and she got sent to the office. For once they let her calm down and sent her back to class but she was not happy the rest of the day. So, for the first time in two weeks she got a yellow or red..not sure which but it's not a green.
Then, she started having a temper tantrum on me. I kept trying to pick her up and put her back into the corner and then she started kicking. I was getting angry because she's FIVE she shouldn't be acting like this. But I did not know anger.. no, not even anger so much as pain until she kicked me in the temple with her heel.
So, I'll get it worked out and my son called and guess who was coming to pick her up? So, she doesn't get punished, there's no problem.. kick Grandma and leave with Mom. I didn't tell mom.. but I did forget to send home this collection of school papers she wants. Oh well. I hope the mother isn't at the meeting tomorrow because I really don't want to get into why I changed the address the Kiddo lives at. That was her fault for registering her wrong.. and I didn't know she did that so I stepped into something that got fixed. She however will be angry I'm sure.
I tried to take a picture of the Kiddo to show why I had hoped her mother would let me take her to get her hair cut, maybe get some bangs but I don't think it turned out. Suffice it to say.. yesterday it was a screaming match because the knots were so bad in her hair. Today.. she took the hair ties out and she looked like Cousin It. She deserves better than that.
I need to figure out how to get this car seat back in and go get the baby cause I GUESS I'm supposed to pick him up. She said she was going to tell his dad I was sick but knowing him, that's not his problem.
Sometimes I don't want to do this anymore. Sometimes it's not the children and it's not my kids that are a problem it's dealing with the OTHER parents... the ones that complain if I might have a pair of pants that only the little girl can fit into, (which I don't) or that doesn't give a rat's bottom if someone is sick... one day I needed off for work and the baby's father was off. He had "things" to do that day so I had to work with the baby in tow. This... and getting kicked in the head is why I'm tired. But for MY kids, and for MY grandkids I will plug along but I wish the other parents would use the bathroom or get off the pot cause I don't have time for their stuff and neither do their children.
How can you know someone has a contagious but potentially fatal "illness" for lack of a better word, and bring your child around said person? That's chlid neglect if I ever heard it.