Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Up late and going ADD

I am so exhausted that I can't sleep. Oxymoron, I know, but it is true.

I'm glued to Spike TV and the stupid CSI marathon. Army of Dad used to make fun of the show whenever I had it on, so I stopped watching it because it wasn't worth listening to him bitch, moan and groan and make fun of it. He killed my ER addiction because of that. The former cop in him just can't help it, I guess. Anyway. I haven't seen but a few of these episodes, so it is all new to me and I love it.

But, it is making me insane sitting here watching it. I've been up since 5:45 a.m. I'm on the rag, so I'm miserable, bloated and grumpy. I babysat three kids in addition to two of my own from 7:15 a.m. to 4:35 p.m. today. So, in addition to being bitchy and surrounded by five children all day, then I had to go pick up a prescription for my oldest at Eckerd's. He has a birth defect that requires maintenance medication. Congenital Adrenal Hyperplasia, or CAH for short. He was diagnosed through the state's Newborn Screening Program (you know, the little heel stick they do to newborns at the hospital and then again at two weeks). It is a long story and I'll probably blog about it sooner or later. His body doesn't produce cortisol, so we synthetically replace it with medication. It is very similar to how a diabetic takes insulin. His levels can get off, if he gets sick he requires more medication, etc. etc. So, he has to take this medicine three times a day, every day. He won't grow out of it and he will always need this medication. I don't know what happened to about a week's worth of pills. My guess is he dropped them down the sink and was afraid of getting in trouble or he lost medicine sent to his dad's and didn't want to admit it. Whatever happened, we were a week short of what we needed and shitty fucking insurance won't pay for a prescription a week early. So, I had to wait until today to call it in so insurance would pay its part (which isn't squat, it ends up). Well, this medicine isn't widely prescribed, so most pharmacies don't carry it and have to order it. I called some bitch at Eckerd's last week and explained it all to her. She said to call Tuesday morning to get it filled and I requested that she order the medicine so it would be there when I came to pick it up. She assures me that she'll do that. Well, guess the fuck what? I go tonight after this long ass day and they act clueless. Don't have it. Did I call it in? Is it a new script? I was about to rip this clerk's head off. No, no and no. I go through the ENTIRE thing again with him. I apologize for getting hostile with him when I know it isn't his fault, but I was assured the medicine would be there today. *sigh* I got enough medicine for two days and called a local pharmacy who said they could have the Rx filled for me by 11 a.m. tomorrow and even though they don't take my insurance, it will only be $2 more than it was with my insurance. Wow. So much for paying those monthly premiums. Eckerd's will NEVER see another penny of mine for a prescription EVER again.

Ate some Double Dave's pepperoni roll thingees tonight. Those rock. Found out that Tuesday nights are buy one, get one free night. Yummy.

Cruising around the web tonight and thought I'd just check by to see if a favorite blogger of mine may have returned to blogging because he hasn't been in a while. New post on Monday for My War - Fear and Loathing in Iraq. I enjoyed reading this guy's stuff. Not all that well written, not grammatically correct. But, it was raw and it was real. You could genuinely see what he was experiencing on the front lines in Iraq. You could feel the boredom, you could sense the fear and adrenaline rush ... anyway. He was shut down or he voluntarily quit, I don't know, but what was a good read was there one day and gone the next. He has a post up now.

Maybe I'll go to bed. Got a lot of errands to run tomorrow and then I have four stories to write. Woo hoo. One is due Friday, one is due Monday and two are due Oct. 1. Still need to finish the community college edits.

My motto most days:
I love deadlines. I especially like the whooshing sound they make as they go flying by.

A better one though:
Don't let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do. -- John Wooden. No idea who he is, but it is a good quote. NOTE: Courtesy of BT - this is a legendary coach. Thanks for the tip, dude.

Best inspirational words that I pulled out of some woman's magazine:
You will find your strength within you; in places deep inside that you have not yet dared to visit. -- Ruth Fishel, no idea who she is either. Magazine thing continues: We all have moments when we think, I can't do this. But you can! You have a well of patience and courage that's always there for you to tap. Believe in yourself; you're greater than any challenge you face.

AOM note: Thanks to Army of Dad for encouraging me to read this over and make edits this morning when I'm not bordering on exhaustion. My writing is really bad late at night. No grammar, lots of mistakes. So, I cleaned it up and made things clearer.


  • At 1:27 AM, September 08, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    John Wooden - Legendary UCLA basketball coach.

    Double Dave's does rock... will probably have some this weekend on our little road trip to College Station!


  • At 12:28 PM, September 08, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Thanks for the heads up on this guy. I just knew I liked the quote. Makes it a little nicer knowing who quoted it beyond a name.


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