Year: 2005

If I am very lucky, I shall have at least three of the kids back to school in the morning. I say if I am lucky because I never really know, especially with Jermaine. Even if he goes to school it is a matter of whether he does so without hitting anyone or damaging anything. It is just so stressful in the mornings here.

Today ahs been OK, I have done as little as possible as planned. Matt cooked dinner and I got Zoey to do loads too to show my displeasure at her of last night. I shall never know what that was all about for sure but strongly suspect it has something to do with the program in tele (House) that she had been watching which seems to have a good seizure every episode. She is so suggestible I suspect her mind had just fixated on it and she was gone with the fairies.

Jermaine has managed not to hit anyone or throw anything today though there were some shouts at bedtime so I just shut his door and waited for him to pass out naturally then got him into bed.

Dj wouldn’t go to bed on time so is now destined to go to bed at 8 tomorrow as agreed in the new house rules whereby 10pm is a privilege that will be removed when abused.

Spoke to Pete earlier as I often do, I really enjoy chatting to Pete, I think we probably understand each other. If we never get together it doesn’t matter, something worthwhile is happening and I really am enjoying it.

I am hoping the weather is nice tomorrow as I would quite like to sort the garden out, if it isn’t it can wait another few days, I hardly get out there anyway.

This week is quite clear, just a short visit to Eleanor Lodge on Thursday to check it out but the rest of the week is clear apart from that.

If I am very lucky, I shall have at least three of the kids back to school in the morning. I say if I am lucky because I never really know, especially with Jermaine. Even if he goes to school it is a matter of whether he does so without hitting anyone or damaging anything. It is just so stressful in the mornings here.

Today ahs been OK, I have done as little as possible as planned. Matt cooked dinner and I got Zoey to do loads too to show my displeasure at her of last night. I shall never know what that was all about for sure but strongly suspect it has something to do with the program in tele (House) that she had been watching which seems to have a good seizure every episode. She is so suggestible I suspect her mind had just fixated on it and she was gone with the fairies.

Jermaine has managed not to hit anyone or throw anything today though there were some shouts at bedtime so I just shut his door and waited for him to pass out naturally then got him into bed.

Dj wouldn’t go to bed on time so is now destined to go to bed at 8 tomorrow as agreed in the new house rules whereby 10pm is a privilege that will be removed when abused.

Spoke to Pete earlier as I often do, I really enjoy chatting to Pete, I think we probably understand each other. If we never get together it doesn’t matter, something worthwhile is happening and I really am enjoying it.

I am hoping the weather is nice tomorrow as I would quite like to sort the garden out, if it isn’t it can wait another few days, I hardly get out there anyway.

This week is quite clear, just a short visit to Eleanor Lodge on Thursday to check it out but the rest of the week is clear apart from that.

I was up late this evening trying to catch up on a few things when, at around 12:50 Zoey walked past the office into the darkened kitchen. I followed her but she didn’t seem to see me there. After a while she acknowledged me but then started shaking inher limbs and gestered that she couldn’t talk.

I called Matt down for a second opinion and we did all sorts of tests and they all showed that she was physically OK but putting on an act. The ‘act’ part we deduced because she seemed to have quite good control over the shaking with the right incentive. Still, she kept this up for over 30 minutes so we figured calling the GP made sense, to be certain. The GP told me to get her to casualty … actually, call an ambulance was the what was said. I don’t call ambulances unless there is little or no choice and Zoey did not appear to be getting worse so I decided that driving her there myself made more sense. This I did and am pleased to say we were in and out within 30 minutes with a disgnosis that there was nothing physically wrong with her, that she perhaps needed to see a shrink more than an A&E doctor.

I tried to get her to open up when we got home but it was no good, she wouldn’t say anything so I had to leave it. So, as of right now, I have no idea what that was all about, a cry for attention maybe? A walking nightmare? I just don’t know but if I find out, here it will be.

Oh, as for yesterday, Jermaine managed to throw a cup of tea over the TV but no apparent damage done (this time) and he has been violent off and on all day. I mean, can life get any better?

I was up late this evening trying to catch up on a few things when, at around 12:50 Zoey walked past the office into the darkened kitchen. I followed her but she didn’t seem to see me there. After a while she acknowledged me but then started shaking inher limbs and gestered that she couldn’t talk.

I called Matt down for a second opinion and we did all sorts of tests and they all showed that she was physically OK but putting on an act. The ‘act’ part we deduced because she seemed to have quite good control over the shaking with the right incentive. Still, she kept this up for over 30 minutes so we figured calling the GP made sense, to be certain. The GP told me to get her to casualty … actually, call an ambulance was the what was said. I don’t call ambulances unless there is little or no choice and Zoey did not appear to be getting worse so I decided that driving her there myself made more sense. This I did and am pleased to say we were in and out within 30 minutes with a disgnosis that there was nothing physically wrong with her, that she perhaps needed to see a shrink more than an A&E doctor.

I tried to get her to open up when we got home but it was no good, she wouldn’t say anything so I had to leave it. So, as of right now, I have no idea what that was all about, a cry for attention maybe? A walking nightmare? I just don’t know but if I find out, here it will be.

Oh, as for yesterday, Jermaine managed to throw a cup of tea over the TV but no apparent damage done (this time) and he has been violent off and on all day. I mean, can life get any better?