Ummmm.....

I really don't know what to say in this post. As you'll be able to clearly tell while reading this, I'm in a cruddy mood. My apologies.... not the best time to write but people have been asking me how we are so I wanted to write something.

The storm missed us completely. It hit nearly every other county except us. People are flooded, its horrible. Thankfully it just brought us some rain and wind... a bit of damage to our already broken down fence, but nothing more. That's good, God realizes we can't handle anything else now.

AnnMarie is alright, I guess. She was doing quite well on her meds. After 3 days we noticed some HUGE improvement. She was focusing, playing nicely, just in a good mood... being a normal, happy child. Then she started obsessing over things:

She would sit down to do her school but she'd be there for hours, completing assignment after assignment, not getting up to use the bathroom, or get a drink...complain, walk around... etc.
She'd do "research", as she calls it, on a specific topic (looking through the phone book and writing down EVERYTHING possible that was related to the thing she was interested in -- again, for hours on end).
The most recent, 2 days ago she was doing the dishes, and after she finished she started organizing ALL of the kitchen drawers and cupboards....(we have quite a large kitchen with tons of drawers/cupboards) Poor thing.... Bryce told me to call her shrink and let her know, that it was not a good sign even though she was acting perfect in her other actions.

I just got a call back and she wants us to stop the meds immediately and come in this week. Yea, sure Doc, no problem. Its only an hour and a half drive over there, to wait at least an hour or two, just to have you write a new script? I just hate how Dr's use people's illnesses as a way to make more money. This isn't anything that cannot be done by phone but they refuse because they can't charge an office visit if they talk over the phone.

I have no idea when we can get in, they have no morning appointments (Bryce works from 2-10pm). And they'd have to fit me into the time I choose, which means if I waited over an hour for my scheduled appointment, I'd wait twice as long (at least) for a "fit in". Can't do that with 4 young girls.... I have no idea what to do.

Still cannot find a job. About done with that.

Went to the doctor today, the dermatologist -- was rushed as usual. The normal "Florida Dr policy" of "Wham, bam, thank you ma'am". She did a punch biopsy of a spot on my face, and had to put 2 stiches in it. Lovely.... its starting to hurt like a ------- now that the numbing is wearing off.

I think that's it. My mood is just horrible and that's not what I want this blog to be. Please forgive me --

I hope you all are doing well -- I will write again soon when/if this mood goes away.

All our love,
Pam & family