Since energy is in short supply today I will blog as briefly as possible to avoid losing consciousness and hitting my head on the glass table that is directly beneath my keyboard... None of this is in Chronological order, I'll spew it out onto the keys as it enters my mind.
I took String bean with me today to Toronto General to have a good heart to heart talk with him, he's been doing some pretty strange things as of late. At his pediatrician's appointment today I expressed with sincerity how I felt he needs to talk to someone. The incident with the rat, the strange experiments he conducts with the food in our fridge etc... And of course his trouble concentrating in school. The Doctor agrees and is moving forward with visits to a child psychiatrist. I am relieved... So we return home with great expectations that he will get some help soon. My wife and I decide after fumbling around with some tax forms that we need to go pick up supper. So off to the local MacRaunchies we go for them and to Wendy's for me... Upon our return to the house with the food, as I walk in the door I smell the strong smell of smoke! Something had been on fire. I enter the kitchen and find my mother speaking in a soft voice to string bean. I am notified that he has just lit some paper towels on fire and they got it out quickly, he is sorry and promises never to use the bbq lighter again to amuse himself...
Yeah, my stress is quite high today!
On a brighter note, I donated whole blood for the first time in my life today. Felt good to give, and I will continue to give as long as they are willing to take :) I am even considering donating platelets, which I hear is extremely important to some cancer patients. I guess I figure if my mother is getting all this expensive treatment I can give something back to the world of medical science. And since I'm at the hospital 90% of the time It seems fitting to donate once in a while... It was a really simple and painless experience and I recommend anyone to donate blood. Takes very little time, less than 30 minutes including all the scary personal questions about being in contact with African monkey's in the past 60 days and or have I ever slept with a man, do I knowingly have AIDS etc...
I know to someone on the outside, it may look like I have a serial killer for a son. But he has been tested for psychopathic tendencies and he couldn't be farther from such scariness. He's a kind hearted boy who likes to experiment, but something is bothering him. And I am beginning to suspect that something has something to do with all the medical illness and death we are surrounded by in our family... So I believe having someone to talk to will help him to deal with it all rather than have him burn paper towels in my kitchen :)
Wow, I had more to say than I realized... Still have more to say but I'm going to refrain since I'm going to bed now... really really tired, Bah Humbug!
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