You know those people who have it all together? Their mail is up to date, they have read all of their magazines, dinner is on the table at 6:00 and much much more in the way of organizational skills. I will go ahead and say it – I don’t understand!! I will never be such a person no matter how hard I try. I’m late to everything, dinner oftentimes is cereal, I carry my mail around with me in the hopes that I will finally get around to opening some of the envelopes and I have no set bedtime. Yes, yes; I’m just as disheveled as I sound! My hair can’t be tamed, my clothes are covered with dog and cat hair and my socks don’t always match. I seem to go from one crisis to another. I have recently decided that my new late is early and surprisingly that has helped me to have a more timely arrival.
A lot has happened since my last post – let’s see, when exactly was that post? WHAT?!! January 26? How does the time get away from me? At that time, I was thinking a hospital visit was in my daughter’s future and yea, verily she went into the hospital on the 28th for her eating disorder. She was mad as a wet hen about it and the doctor’s she had at that time are no longer treating her due to her ‘firing’ them. I wouldn’t let her get rid of the doctor’s all together so we are seeing a doctor in the same Nashville practice. I was personally devastated – I am convinced that the doctor she saw saved her life back in October and I was very partial to his style of doctoring. But I am not the patient and I’ll admit the doctor she is now seeing may be a better match for her. I’m still undecided about her counselor – we haven’t seen her long enough to know if she will be a good fit or not. I will say that the doctors she had handled her departure with grace and both the doctor and the counselor helped her to find another doctor/counselor. Another trip to Nashville is in our immediate future (Tuesday) and I am hoping for the best. Doctor was clear that she MUST gain weight before this appointment or she would go in the hospital. I wish I had told the doctor to be clear in what ‘gaining weight’ meant. K thinks that a quarter pound is a weight gain – I’m pretty sure that won’t fly. But now she is up at least a full pound (we fight for every gain) – that might be enough to keep her at home.
The horse? We still have him. I would like to sell him so that he can have a more horsey life. He is stuck in a stall every minute of every day unless I go there to let him go into the arena. He deserves so much better than that. But I’m getting bids on a fence at my house – I have many acres of prime horse grazing areas and it would probably be a pretty quick break even point after paying the boarding fee at the barn we are at. Here is hoping (both Dylan and I have high hopes here!!)……..