Monday, December 27, 2004

Daughter has been headache free all day, thank heaven. I've been writing about this for so long, I don't know what else to say. Relieved? Yes. Grateful? Yes. Scared? Yes. Angry? Yes.

More and more I worry about health insurance. She'll be eighteen in a few months. If we're going to put in a shunt, it will have to be soon. She being who she is, I can't guarantee that I will be able to convince her to stay in school full time so we can keep her on our health insurance. We may have to bite the bullet and pay for private insurance for just her. Costly, but still much less than paying cash for her doctors, admissions, meds, etc.

In two days, my youngest daughter gets the first bits of her braces on. She's very excited and I feel like I am doing the Mom job with a flourish. Not getting braces is one of the things my sister and I bitched about most - my parents had the cash, but were too lazy, abusive and disinterested to help. Then again, it's hard to afford braces when you have to pay for cigarettes, booze and pills.

Not my kids. Not my kids.

I'm still waiting for word on the next stage of getting my son the services he is entitled to, having Asperger's. A call I will need to make tomorrow, an entry on my list of tasks.


Does anyone else think Cheeseburger Hamburger Helper is one of humanity's culinary masterpieces?