I Have Created a Hypochondriac
I did it. It's my fault. There you go, there's my confession. DQ has become a hypochondriac...and I think I made her that way. When she was little, before we knew exactly what was wrong with her, I anguished over every rash, every fever and every cough. Yeah, now I am paying for that over attention. DQ came running in tonight...in her undies...with a panicked look on her face..."MOM...it's a bump!!" Now, DQ had a bad, ugly, horrid, MRSA infection (nasty contagious staph) and it was unforgettable...think scalpels and bandages and 40+ days of an antibiotic that smelled like toilet bowl water...no kidding...when she was 5. I think she might be scarred for life. So I know bumps scare her...but people, it was a mosquito bite...a teeny, tiny, get out the microscope mosquito bite.
And she had a headache, a stomach ache, a toe ache...did I think she was...gasp...SICK? Uh no, my vote is tired. Early to bed tonight. Love my daughter.
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I'm a wife, a mom, an educator and a normal (okay, relative term here) person who makes frequent mistakes. I have a lot to say, hence the blog. My kids were adopted as babies (one through an agency and one through the foster care system). I love to talk about adoption. My daughter has sensory issues as well as ADHD. I like to vent about parenting. I am occasionally rosy, usually blunt and sometimes I am simply downright rude. Don't read if it offends you. I may sometimes write about my school experiences so let me cover my bases. I don't live in your town, I don't work at your school, I am not talking about your child, you don't know me. If you think you've figured out who I am...ask me, I will lie and say you don't know me. email me at chocolatecoffeesleep@hotmail.com
Gender: Female
Location: United States
About Me
I'm a wife, a mom, an educator and a normal (okay, relative term here) person who makes frequent mistakes. I have a lot to say, hence the blog. My kids were adopted as babies (one through an agency and one through the foster care system). I love to talk about adoption. My daughter has sensory issues as well as ADHD. I like to vent about parenting. I am occasionally rosy, usually blunt and sometimes I am simply downright rude. Don't read if it offends you. I may sometimes write about my school experiences so let me cover my bases. I don't live in your town, I don't work at your school, I am not talking about your child, you don't know me. If you think you've figured out who I am...ask me, I will lie and say you don't know me. email me at chocolatecoffeesleep@hotmail.com
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Your DQ and mine need to meet. Mine, however, is so much of a DQ as DQ. But she is definitely a hypochondriac. "My ankle is killing me" after she has run around like a maniac. "My head hurts" after I tell her something she did NOT want to hear. "My eyes are itchy and stinging" suddenly when Dad says all hands on deck to clean up the yard. "My stomach hurts" when I tell her it's time to help clean up from dinner. Oy! So she understands now that the bar is blood, barf, or (visibly) broken bone. And trust me, I am no hypochondriac because I can't stand doctors.
Mary's blissfully ignorant conscience
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