Magnificent

[mishka422]

I accomplished a lot on Friday but have paid for it ever since with complete laziness! My only excuse? Mom has been horribly sick the last two days and has needed me here so I haven't been able to go spend time with my friends like I had planned. See what I mean about plans? That's why I don't make them - they always get screwed!

I have had time over the last two days to dive deeper into a book I am reading (4th in a series) so I did get to do something I enjoy. I just think that the things I enjoy are far to isolating. Reading, watching movies, listening to music. Those aren't things to do with other people which I guess is why I'm such a loner. Gosh, I never thought of it before, but it's no wonder I never meet any people. I've honestly tried to find things to do that involve others but there are such limited possibilities. I should think on it some more.

Marc came home from Gabe's this afternoon and as soon as he walked in the door I could tell he hadn't had his meds today. He was bouncing off the ceiling and beyond wired. I asked him if he had his meds and he said no, when he went to take it this morning it was gone. I purposely sent him to Gabe's with only enough medicine for the two days he was there. In the past, when he would go I would just send the bottle and then at the end of the month he would be short 4-6 pills and would have to go without for a few days. It's a controlled substance so can't be refilled until 30 days is up, no matter what. I asked him if he had dropped the bottle - no. Did anyone else handle his meds besides him and his dad - no. I immediately called Gabe and asked him why he hadn't had his meds. He said he went to work early this morning and didn't know what had happened to him. I was so worked up by that point that I told Gabe that he needed to control Marc's meds the entire time he was with him and if he couldn't do that then Marc could not come there. They need to be on his person at all times because they are certainly not disappearing on their own. Yes, an accusation without coming straight out and saying it. I don't know who is stealing his meds, but someone is. Marc knows how important it is for him to have them. If the broom or her son (who is only 8) is taking them from him, then Gabe having them with him would solve the problem. If Gabe is the one taking them (he has ADD but goes unmedicated now - used to take meds in the past though) then I'll find out pretty quickly.

I was pretty pissy on the phone with him and was very short. Not yelling, but stating fact. I'm not Ms. Nice Guy when it comes to things that are detrimental to my child. If his dad isn't going to insure his wellbeing while he is with him, then he's not going to be with him. I swear I'll get a court order if I have to. Mama bear's back is up! I gave Marc a short acting booster to get us all through the evening. He came and told me thank you about an hour later because he felt calm now and not like 'his head was spinning in 10 directions at once'. My poor baby. Can you imagine feeling like that?

Nothing else happening since I've been trapped in the house. I'm thinking I might go for a walk right now before the sun sets. That might work off some of the pent up energy. God knows there is no other 'fun' way for me to work it off!