Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

Thursday, October 23, 2008

UEA booth

I had the great opportunity to attend UEA and have a booth with the Epilepsy Association. I had a wonderful time. Although it has been a week I am still feeling a little run down from all the work that went into the booth. I learned a lot and we are invited back for next year. I really think that next year I will do things a little bit different. I was so grateful that I attended. I had an opportunity to talk with some amazing people. We didn't give out as much information as I would have liked to. Although we booked many seizure information classes and I hope we will boost the attendence for crop and the conference from all our advertising. Even if it doesn't, if all of our work helped one person handle a seizure properly than it was all worth while! Plus we are ahead of the game for next year! Thank you to all of you who helped make it possible. I love YOU!!!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

One of Those Days Again

It has been a really hard week. I don't exactly know why. I just know that things haven't been real easy. I have to tell you this morning was the worst morning. Kimmie woke up and was not feeling really well. With her that isn't a gret sign that the day is going to be good. Well it is picture day at Johnny's school. So I went downstairs to get cereal for Johnny before he got dressed so that he wouldn't get his clothes dirty. Anyway. While I was downstairs I realized that Erik got up this morning and finished off the milk. Thank heavens Johnny is easy going and decided he could have cereal without milk although he wasn't happy about it. While all of this is happening I find out that Kimmie has called 911. She is having a nice conversation with them. I about came apart. I answered all their questions and told them not to come. But being the second time she has done this they lectured me on teaching her to not call 911. I called the dispact department for West Jordan city to set up a folder for her. I don't exactly know what to do to get her to stop. I know that she can't do that but she is not real great a listening once she makes up her mind. She says they are nice to talk to. Instead of totally loosing it I calmly called Erik asked him to take his lunch break put her in time out in her room and said she could come out when Daddy got home and talked with her. I don't think Erik has gotten home so fast in his life. He only works 4 miles from home! I logged on the internet to find out that the reason why Kimmie's meds came to my house with the wrong dose is the my doctor only ordered a month supply and not a 3 month supply and so now I have to refile the paperwork with the FDA to bring in the last two months of the three month shipment. Unless they really look at it and look at the dosages, but I won't know that until they get the paperwork. Or they can hold up in FDA holdings until I get this straightened out. I really had a reason for getting the three month supply all at one time. My whole day has gone like this. I really just want to curl up in a ball and just cry for the next few days.