I wish I could say my life has improved since my last check in. Alas, that isn’t the case. Back on Sept 25th, my son was on antibiotics for strep throat. A day after he finished that 7 day treatment, he whined that his throat hurt. I went and got him checked. Sure enough, he tests positive for strep again. So they give him a 10 day treatment at a higher dosage. He finished that on Saturday.
On Monday, the day I had off by myself, the day I declared to my kids “this is a Mama day”, the day I was looking forward to for over a month, I get a call from the school principal. Please come pick up your son. With a sigh, I abandoned my plans to get a haircut and to finish MMF, and instead headed to the school. As soon as I get there, my son looks up at me with tears in his eyes and says, “My throat hurts.”
Cue the use of bad words.
Yep, you guessed it. Strep again.
This time, I threw out his toothbrush, just in case that’s the culprit reinfecting him.
Needless to say, I haven’t done any writing. At the beginning of the month, I had even tried to do Inktober, but that attempt ended a mere handful of days after starting. I also missed Insecure Writer’s Support Group. It wasn’t that I’d forgotten, but I knew it’d be a one-sided effort. I fully intend to go visit other blogs once I get a handle on everything else in life. I just don’t know if this will be the week that happens.
Have you ever found yourself deprived of your me-time? How did you get around it?