What A Week

This picture was taken at Syd's surprise birthday party. It is Samantha on the right. Beside her is Orny, then Melodie and Yvonne. They all call me mom. It is pretty cool.









You know when you have those weeks where you just want them to end, well, that is this week for me. I woke up Saturday morning with a sore throat. I had to go to the dentist, so that was not too much fun, sore throat with my mouth open in the dentist chair. Then it was church on sunday, with the grey cup in the afternoon. I get really nervous with games like that so I stayed in my room and Syd watched the game on the tv in the living room. I had a nap as I was starting to feel worse because of the sore throat now turning into a bad cold. On monday not any better, but still had to go to work as I am very busy right now. Emailed the volunteer co-ordinator letting her know that I would not be able to volunteer because you cannot do that if you are sick. She said that there were alot of people with the same thing, including herself, so not to worry. Tuesday, I sneezed and blew my nose all day. I felt even worse. I wanted to just crawl into bed and die, but I got drugs instead. Sinutab, for the congestion, other cold stuff, for everything else. Today I am much better. Still blowing my nose but the congestion, sore throat etc is almost gone. Had another dentist appt today. I am now done till January. Wow, are dentists ever expensive. Because it is a specialist, I have to pay them first then they send the claim into my dental company and they reimburse me the amount owing. So for Sat and today, I gave them $420.00. I will get $294.00 back. Not that bad. Boy I wish I had good teeth, oh well my own fault. I was sitting watching tv after supper and got a sad feeling thinking about Samantha, who I have not seen for two weeks as she lives in Victoria now. It hit me how much I miss her. Yikes. I called her and really tried not to start to cry, but it was hard. She knew I was crying too cause she kept saying, Mommy, don't cry, I will be home soon. But that is hard for me too, cause when she comes home, it is not to stay. Oh well, it is her time to mature and find her own way in life. She is 18 and I cannot believe that. Anyhow, have a wonderful evening all.