"Well Done."

So I'm not trying to copy you Twin, but this was one of the multiple quotes of the day.
My mom and I decided that we're gonna make that our new phrase.
When someone does something ridiculous, we're going to sarcastically say "Well done."
So.
In reference to today.
*claps excessively*
Well done.

Today... has been a hectic day.
I have never been so glad to sit down and take a load off than I was today.
I don't even have the strength to go into the last few days' events.
I'll briefly do it though, because I love you.
Well, Henry went back to the doctor today like he was supposed to.
The doctor was taking forever and he was tired.
He told Kaitlyn he was gonna lay his head over & take a nap until the doctor came in.
About a minute or two later, he was unresponsive.
Kaitlyn thought he was playing, and then his eyes rolled back in his head & he wouldn't respond to her.
They took him to the hospital, and Kaitlyn and Melody literally thought he was dead.
Apparently he's allergic to Lortab's.
A pain medicine.
And he didn't know.
Anyway.
Melody calls mama, crying, saying whats going on, and we rush over there.
They gave him three doses of this... reverse effect kind of medicine... that makes whatever medicine you have in your system kind of like... reverse... it's complicated.
Anyway.
It made the allergic reaction stop.
Then they got him to come to.
When we got there, he was awake and alert, but he would just stare into space and only talk when asked a question.
It was creepy, like looking at my dad when he was sick.
I just... ugh.
Anyway.
We had to leave soon after we got there to go to a meeting with Mama's lawyer, so we did that.
That lasted like 10 minutes.
Left.
Came home for a few minutes.
I went next door to Linda's and told her that we were going to go get the pizza and cake in just a minute.
[sidenote: Today was her birthday, and we wanted to do something special for her]
She came over.
As soon as she walked in over here, we observed some strange business going on in our neighborhood and suspected that someone had been robbed or something down the street, or that someone was up to no good.
It was super weird.
Anyway.
So Linda had her kids in the house next door.
An 8-year old and a 4-year old.
Both are smart as all get out.
Anyway.
And she didn't want them over there by themselves with whatever that was going on, going on.
So she got them and brought them over here with us.
So I got to babysit them while Mama and Linda talked.
You'd think it'd be hard, since I've never babysat before in my life.
But in reality, I loved it.
I really realized tonight how much I love kids.
Well, they were here with us from that point on.
They wanted to go with us to get the pizza & cake, and didn't wanna ride with their Mom to go get their dad.
So we took them with us.
Then everyone got together and ate.
Minus their dad.
Well he's not their dad.
He's Linda's fiance'.
Anyway.
Long story short, he stayed over there, but the rest of us ate over here.
Minus Shane.
He was working.
But then I had to continue to babysit them for like 3 hours.
Which was cool with me.
I loved it!
Anyway.
So they left because they have school tomorrow.
And its their last day.
Andddd when they get out of school, they're supposed to be coming over here to play.
That's cool with me!
I sound like a pedophile.
Anyway.
I don't mind it.
But I'll tell you.
I was already exhausted before they got here.
But by the time they left?????
Oh.
No.
I'm so tired right now, I'm typing with my eyes closed and I just know when I hit the wrong button and I backspace and fix it.
So yeah.
Annnnnyway, that's what my day was like.
At least Mama and I did get to actually have some boding time earlier. We went and got some lunch, then sat out under the trees in the shade downtown and watched people.
What we love to do.
So yeah.
That was good.
But now.
I'm going to bed.
I have a migraine, because I was thinking about what happened yesterday [please see next post underneath for more details].
I'm taking some medicine, and hitting the hay.
I guess you say, "that girl ALWAYS has something wrong with her, huh? ALWAYS has something to complain about, huh?", don't you Blogger?
I guess I do.
I need to work on that.
I'm just thankful to be here.
So if I'm tired, or my ankle hurts, or I have a migraine, I should just be thankful that I'm alive to feel these things, right?
That's the way I see it.
Optimism.

SUPERShabba !