Hey friends, aquaintences, fellow Atlanta Housewives lovers and everyone else, today may be my last post until I take miss Sadie in for her G-Tube on Tuesday. I’m scared shitless for no apparent reason. Christ, people deal with much worse every day of the week and I’m starting to bore myself with my narcissisting back and forth on this issue. Okay, I take that back. It’s not narcissitic to want what’s best for your child but it is tedious to go over and over the same information looking for an exact medical science answer when there isn’t one. Why is Sadie IUGR? Why isn’t she growing? Why is she so darn cute? We don’t have the answers to these mysteries at our disposal or I wouldn’t be going through this.
Stress is at a nice high level around our house the last few days. My book is due this weekend, pre-op appointment is tomorrow, I had the stomach flu and so did Sadie and Mattie for three days and worst of all, my eyebrows are at Def-con 1. Ben Stiller’s can eat my dust.
Luckily, I now have a Blackberry. Yeah, I’m all Hollywood and shit. So if you care to email me your good thoughts, gossip, money, vicidon or whatever…feel free. And thanks to everyone EVERYONE who has emailed me privately or commented here with good wishes and advice or just a shoulder to cry on or sympathy or just to check in. I always appreciate it.
Is it just me or does that Benjamin Buttons movie look boring as a pine tree?