Hey I made it a week! Only one major total breakdown of confidence and hope!
Last evening I went to GS2 teeball game, took GD6 with me. He was fussy and wouldn't play, kept running to his Mom. She no sooner got him into the carseat after the game and he urrpped all over her backseat. Guess we know why he was fussy.
GS4 found some kiddy scissors and cut a patch about the size of a canning jar lid out of his hair, right in front. Down to the scalp. My D had no choice but have him scalped. Since he was always my 'little hippy' it is very strange.
Overall, I am doing okay. Good to keep busy, still nervous about the settlement judgement, though. Want to know, yet don't. Kind of hanging on a thread. "Join us next week when we see if Pauline Purehart is living in a box" kind of thread.
Oh! Had a patient come in yesterday who said he was there for his ' Rectal Eye Exam' instead of 'Retinal'. Tough to stay professional, some times. Oh, who am I kidding. I don't blush easy.
Oh, who am I kidding. I don't blush easy. 
