Last week was full of...everything.
We'll start with Labor Day. So we're getting ready to go to a barbeque. Zeus was getting ready in the room and I was getting the baby bag together when all of a sudden I hear Zeus yelling, asking me what "this" is. He asked me a couple times and I was kind of getting annoyed because 1- we were running late and 2- he kept asking me even though we were in separate rooms, like I could see what he was talking about. He comes in the kitchen holding Aliah in one arm and in his other hand, a clear plastic bottle filled with some kind of liquid. He said he found Aliah sucking on her right hand, the bottle cap in the other. I smelled her breath and it smelled like acetone. I took a whiff of whatever was in the bottle and it smelled like watered down finger nail polish remover...but it couldn't have been, because why was it in a clear plastic bottle? The previous tenants left it in the laundry room between the dryer and the wall. I know, because I saw it when we moved in but didn't even think the kids would get to it, let alone SEE it. Bad judgement on my part.
Because we didn't know for sure if she actually drank out of the bottle or just spilled it on her hand, we wanted to be safe and take her to the ER. I knew I should've immediately called Poison Control but wanted to take her to the ER asap in case she started convulsing or something. (yea, I assume the worst).
So we get to the ER and it didn't take long for Aliah to be seen by the dr. Dr said she was gonna call Poison Control and see what they say. While I was waiting, a nurse came in to check on us and took a whiff of the bottle...turns out it was PAINT THINNER!!
Half hour later, I'm a worried mom with a baby who is about to fall asleep, no word yet on what Poison Control said. So I call the nurse to see if the Dr called yet because I don't want Aliah falling asleep if she's not supposed to...and never wake up again! A different nurse came and said the dr hasn't called yet and they're in the middle of shift change so it might take a little bit longer, but they'll call soon.
WHAT THE HELL?! SERIOUSLY?! My 8 month old ingested paint thinner, we've been in the ER for about 45 minutes and nobody has called Poison Control yet?! Ok, so maybe they see this all the time, but this is the first time any of my kids ingested anything but FOOD and they aren't telling me that she'll be ok, just that they need to call Poison Control.
By that time, I was a little pissed off. Just a little. So I call Poison Control myself while I was waiting. The lady said Aliah should be fine as long as it didn't get in the lungs and to just wait until the hospital calls, because they usually have to talk to a medical care provider...or something like that. 10 minutes later, the nurse comes back in and says they didn't know I called Poison Control myself, but Poison Control said to keep an eye on her for a couple hours. By this time, I kept thinking to myself that they just want to keep me so they can milk more money out of my insurance. Eh!
Anyway, at the 2 hour mark from the time we checked in, you better believe I phoned the nurse so they can discharge us!! What a waste of time. If I knew they weren't gonna call til an hour after check-in, I would've skipped the ER altogether and called Poison Control myself, while driving to the barbeque. I was mad, but happy that my baby was gonna be ok. Better safe than sorry!!
On to other things, Zeus was sick last week. For some weird reason, Zeus always gets sick March-April and September-October. ALWAYS. Coughing, congestion, fevers, chills. I really can't imagine being a single parent because it is sooo exhausting! I love my babies, but they wear me out when I'm with them alone all day EVERY DAY. On the bad days, I had Zeus go straight to sleep after work and last weekend, he called in because of his fevers and chills. I give props to those single parents who have to work and take care of their babies with no one to turn to!! Makes me soo grateful to know I have someone to come home to every night.
Anyway, for the last couple weeks, I have been applying EVERYWHERE under the sun for work. Seriously. I love and enjoy being a stay at home mommy but Zeus and I are going to start school in January, and it'll be much easier for the both of us if we both go to work part-time while going to school part-time. I haven't gotten a call back for anything yet and I get so frustrated...but what's keeping me going, is that I know Heavenly Father will bless me with something that is best for my family.
When we first moved to Vegas in 2008 after we got married, I was called back for an interview for 2 jobs. I didn't get them and was a little heartbroken because I thought the interviews went so well and I really wanted a job. But it was a blessing in disguise because the next month, I found out I was pregnant and those jobs wouldn't have worked out anyway. With that said, I know Heavenly Father is either telling me to be patient and wait for a better opportunity to come up, OR that me working just isn't part of His plan for us. I'm still gonna work at it and submit applications until the end of the year before school starts...but if it doesn't work out, then there's a reason and I'll know it'll be a blessing we'll recognize in the long run.
So other than being scared for Aliah's life, exhaustion, and frustration...I was blessed with another year yesterday! Which, at this point, was the worst thing that could've come to. I didn't envision my life this way...AS FAR AS the things I've accomplished thus far in life. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE my LIFE and everything I've been blessed with ESPECIALLY my family! There's no greater blessing than to be able to wake up to a loving husband and THREE beautiful babies.
At 18, when asked what I pictured myself doing at 26...my typical answer would have been- FAMILY, COLLEGE GRADUATE, CAREER. Well, I'm here. I'm 26 and can I say I've got those things down? No, I can't. Other than the greatest blessing EVER, I CAN'T say that I'm a college graduate. I CAN'T say that I have a career. But you know what? Even though I can't say those things...this way is the way Heavenly Father intended my life to be at this time. I am not satisfied with how life is right now...in terms of education. I think it's because I know I can do better and I'm mad at myself for settling for anything less than the best. One thing that is keeping me going and yearning to do those things I want to accomplish, is that it's not the way I start, but the way I finish. So even though I'm 26, it's definitely not too late.
So here we go, starting NOW, the day after my 26th bday, I AM PROMISING MYSELF that for the next 6 years (5 if I go summer term), I will work my BUTT off and hopefully be able to call myself a PHARMACIST when all is said and done!! :)
Yesterday, when I went to the pharmacy to pick up Worthy's diabetes medication, I spoke with the pharmacist and seriously, he looked like one of those smart kids in high school with the glasses. We all knew one in school, took Honors Calculus and advanced science classes, I know there's a person who popped up in your mind when reading this description. Anyways, yes. He looked like he was THAT kid. Trust, I am NOT that kid, so we'll see how it goes. Who knows, maybe it COULD be me. LOL who am I kidding?! We'll see...
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