No One Can Tear Up a Week Like Us...or a House

Sorry I wasn't here yesterday. I NORMALLY blog every day, mind you. We've been having a time of it over here with the tics. But last night? We all just went to bed...no drama, no tears, no tics, no wailing or gnashing of teeth.

It was very nice.

I started a journal so I can figure out all this stuff and also made a useless trip to the doctor today. See, I called my friend K so I could ask her some questions. Her 12 year old son has autism and she's a freaking expert on this stuff. I wanted to know what to ask for at the doctor's office. We aren't going to do meds, so that leaves diet. Now, where to start with diet? Well, I would like to start with some data please. K told me to ask for a "nutritional panel" and also a lot of other acronyms which I wrote down and googled and I was all informed and ready for the doctor's visit.

We got into the room and the nurse asked me how to spell Tourette Syndrome.

Not a good sign.

Sigh. The doctor pretty much just told me we need to go visit the neurologist. I explained I just wanted some help with nutrition, etc. He said the neurologist could help me with that.

I paid a co-pay for that! I knew going in it was a long shot, but I figured whatever we could get done through our regular doctor, covered by insurance, would be good.

Oh well.

So my next stop is the bookstore. Gonna become an expert on this stuff, is what I'm going to do.

In other news, my house is totally crapped up. We're amazing around here, what can I say? Actually, the homeschool room floor is glorious and it only cost me $4. Go Sweetheart! I have 20 bucks in my purse....I wonder how much work I can con these children into doing?

Just kidding. I need that 20 bucks. I will have to just get to work myself. I'm planning to fill large sacks full of stuff and set them out by the side of the road for whoever wants them. Save myself a trip to the thrift store. I can't wait. I need SPACE around me. Not stuff. Sheesh, we have so much stuff! I was thinking about all the families who lost their homes last week in the tornadoes. I'm not wishing for that type of stress for our family, but I did find myself thinking that if we did have to start over....I would SO carefully guard whatever came into my door.

I need space.

So far this week has been, in the words of Little Bit, "The worse week ever!" It has been pretty bad. But today we have hope and fewer tics so I will get off the computer and quit researching for a while and try to make some space in my house.

Because nothing makes a bad week better than a clean house. (or so I hear)