One of Those Days

Well, it actually started last night with a phone call from my 19yo daughter. Her car had overheated really bad while she was waiting for the cop to write her speeding ticket. She was at a friend's house and they were bringing her home and letting the car there.

I had an appointment to take Christopher for his post-up exam at the ENT, which is close to my daughter's school. I left early so she could get her equipment from her car and dropped her at beauty school.

It occurred to my husband and I lately that this daughter seems to assume we will take care of things for her, and then does not express any appreciation. This weighed heavy on my heart all day today. We decided she needed to help with fixing her car, even if that meant helping her dad get parts from the junkyard.

Most of the way home, I felt like I was getting the cold shoulder from her this evening. Then she finally admitted that when her dad talks about what her car needs she really does not understand, and she does not mean to appear indifferent or like she has a poor attitude. I explained to her how she could easily explain that, and have a bit more humble presentation and it would go a long way.
When she began talking to her dad, he felt she should try to understand how a car works. I pointed out how his eyes glaze over and he appears disinterested when I try to explain our children's medical issues to him. Ahhh, now he understands.


Allura's car needs new heads, whatever that means. She stopped at the bank for money for the parts and they went to bring the car home this evening. But dad is no longer trying to tell her how the car works, except that she needs to not push the gas pedal down to the floor quite so far(!).

Josh got a brand new lens on Wednesday. It was in his eye 24hrs and caused irritation. So, another call to the pediatric ophthalmologist. He now feels it could be the fit of the lens. Josh will need to go to a contact lens specialist, to be custom fitted. Silly me, I thought that was what eye doctors did!
The big problem with this is the contact lens specialist does not accept insurance. So we will need to pay up front and try to get reimbursed from insurance.
We do not really have a choice since Josh cannot see with his right eye without a contact lens.
Did I mention it was one of those days?

On a brighter note, I am seeing improvement in the participation with chores. I came home today to my daughters making a new chore chart. They were working it out and it was looking do-able.