Pretweenness

we got the grandkids last weekend & sonny asked me if i could do him a big favor. apparently, ixxie had a huge problem & needed to go to the dr. well, i took her to the dr & sure enough...after $80.00, a stool sample & a few hours of hanging out she was found to have pin worms. how in the hell she managed that i can't tell you. she said she chews on her fingernails. i think she eats poop! poop from the dogs! poop that have pin worms! where else do you find pin worms? in poop! well, since she turned up with them i've done a little researching & found out that if someone has them the eggs can be found floating in the dust. believe me when i say we have spot cleaned everything!! we. have. super. cleaned! while the dr was poking & prodding around on her she was asked if this hurt ('no'), did she have a headache ('yes, for months' stupid kid doesn't know a month from a minute) & if her glands were sore ('no, but i lose my voice every now & then...wtf?) i shook my head at the dr to express ixxies ignorance & she understood the fantasies of a child. at the same time, she was checking her ears, her throat & mentioned she has lice. again? damn, this kid is like a magnet when it comes to the lice thing. she asked about alergies & said she'd write prescriptions & beat it out the door like she was being chased, well, by a head full of lice. a few minutes later another woman came in & handed us the prescriptions & asked ixxie to open her mouth. she quickly crammed a few swabs down her throat & asked if we could hang out a few more hours (this was actually only minutes but it felt like hours) cos they thought she might have strep throat as well. of course, when it rains it pours with ix so yes, strep throat was added to her list of ailments. with a hand full of prescriptions, a head full of lice & a dying kid we headed to the pharmacy. i made her put her hat on to try & contain the itchys & begged her to stay away from as many people as she could avoid. the rest of the weekend was spent babying & medicating the most unappreciative little deva you ever want to meet. she didn't want to treat her head for the lice cos she hates the smell. she didn't want to eat cos she was starving the pin worms. she didn't want to take the medicine cos it tastes bad. omg! by the end of the weekend i wanted to shove the meds up her ass & wring her little neck! i know we all go through that age when we think we know everything but puhleeze! she's only 10. and she's not a doctor! wait, just wait till i write about her in a few years. when she really hits those teenage years. i'll be posting from the nut house but i promise you it's gonna be entertaining!

later