That's it, ugh. I'm in a foul mood. I really don't have a good reason. I'm just feeling sorry for myself, and I have an attitude problem. I'm pretty sure Matt could vouch for that.
Jonah has had a good day today except for bath time. He was in a lot of pain and screamed the whole time. He's more banged up right now than usual. I'm not really sure why. He has a bad place that won't stop growing on his upper right side (sort of under his arm), had a new big blood blister on his left foot, has a bad spot where the skin is about slough off on his right cheek, and his boy parts are worse than ever. We're now mixing equal parts Desitin, Triple Paste, and Aquaphor in hopes that will aid in quick healing and provide a barrier so it doesn't hurt him so badly when he pees. I can't tell you how frustrating it is when these blisters won't stop growing and spreading. I can't heal them if they keep spreading. AGGGHHH! I put two to three slits in them with scissors, drain every bit of fluid out, and they still seal up and refill, grow, and spread. What starts out as a dime size place ends up being the size of a lemon. And then the skin sloughs off so you've got a huge patch of painful, raw skin. FRUSTRATING.
Anyway, I went to Walmart today and could say about 100 negative things, but instead I'll focus on the positive: my cart was not broken, only about three creepy old(er) men checked out my butt when I walked by, and I didn't say any bad words when the alarm went off as I walked out, and I had to stand there waiting for them to check my receipt (that contained at least 60 grocery items... fun times). See? I'm the eternal optimist.
I'll go to bed now before I overwhelm you with my cheery demeanor.
I'm sleep deprived (my own doing), self pitying, and losing perspective.
I'll feel better tomorrow.
On a bright note, Courtney called me today, and we got to chat for a few minutes. I really love that girl. She's my hero!