So after the seizure s enjoyed the rest of his vacation, came home Sunday, and landed himself back in the ER today after busting his face on a cubby at camp. He missed his eye by a breath. Very lucky.

H and I got along fine in the ER. Small talk and making s related decisions together. No outward sneering from h when they kept deferring to me just because I am mom.

The whole thing made me realize how different I am. A year ago I would have been panicking and "what iffing" about his eye. I would have been hovering and blaming the people at camp. Today I was very calm. Told h that facial stiches was just a right of passage for a boy. Told s that he would have a cool scar like a pirate and then just chilled the h*Pl out and comforted my s.

I also realized the ER is sub basement level and there is no cell reception so I really was a crazy B when I accused h last Oct of texting OW while we were in ER with s a few weeks after BD.

Me 44 H 42
M 10 T 12 (at time of BD)
Ss 20 16
S11 (special needs)

BD 9/13 H "unhappy for years" moves to seperate bedroom
10/13 EA/PA confirmed but denied
S and I move out 3/15