Let me start by saying that Murphy hates me. I sent DD to school with a note explaining to be patient with her (walking) and instructions, along with the doctor's note from the half-day she missed. I dress to go buy my books, post on FB that I was leery of leaving the house, but I did anyway.
No sooner than I turn onto the interstate when my phone starts ringing.
It's the school nurse. "Your DD is in here and she's bleeding. It went through the bandage." 
I explained that the bandage was more or less there to protect the area from being rubbed by her jeans, the blood spots on the bandaid is fine, since the gauze on it was so paper thin, but if it's really bleeding, I can come get her. She said she thinks it might not be anything, but would change the bandage. Now I'm in a panic. I beg her to not put anything on it, or clean it (it has medicated ointment on it, I didn't want it rubbed off). I told her to call back if she keeps bleeding and I'd bring her home.
Anyway, I hang up and head on to the bookstore. There's nothing more fun than driving in the rain, with lots of standing water on the interstate, to a campus that I forgot to print out directions to.
Yep, I forgot my directions. So I'm just looking for familiar signs and for campus signs. Thankfully, I trusted my instincts and ignored the "Take next right" sign, and found it at the next EXIT (not right).... because I was on the highway and not the interstate at this point. (The next right was a road that led to a nice suburban area.)
I knew which building the bookstore was in (out of the many buildings on this campus) ... but wow, I thought I'd never find it. It was so confusing! I'm really dreading trying to find my class tomorrow.
They don't have campus maps like the local one does. Which is DUMB! The local campus is not even remotely close in size, one building (not many), and it still had a floor map that showed where rooms were located and points of interest. If I have to go to the ERC for ANY reason, I'll be at a loss. Not only will I not know which building, I wouldn't know where in the building. So I'm NOT a happy camper. Heck, I think UTK even has floor plans available! (Yes, I checked for floor plans while there, and I checked on the website with no luck.)
But anyway ... books are in hand. My Accounting book weighs (no joke) nearly 10 lbs.
But ... I'm home now, and trying to get ready for class tomorrow, or get called in to the school. (I skipped out on volunteering, which I feel bad for, but I told the teacher in advance and he understands.)
I am sorry about the news you were awakened with... I hope it's something that isn't too horrilbe...
55 days for me... I know you are a few less than that... You can do this!!!
D~
D, it was pretty bad ... but hoping for a good recovery. It could have been much worse, so I'm thankful it wasn't.
I'm at 52.77 days (according to my phone) ... which is
0.14 years
7.54 weeks
52.77 days
1266.40 hours
75983.90 minutes
... depending on how you want to look at things. I like the hours. Seems like a lot, but if you count it in hours, it just seems closer. lol
So you have 55 days, I have 1266.40 hours! Huzzah!
Liddy if I were closer we could meet for coffee and I would give you the biggest hug!

I have had those days, and they SUCK!!! You are a good mommy...you love your kids and do the best you can for them. We are all still waiting for the Mommy manuel to be published, until then we just do our best and hope our mistakes don't completely traumatize our kids for life.

BTW every mommy of a daughter has a "homemade haircut" story to tell, I am sure. My daughter and her bff cut each other's hair with school scissors...THREE DIFFERENT TIMES!!!
Awwww, thank you oopsi!

Thank you for the reassurance and the kind words!

Most mommies don't have hair cut stories from their nearly 10 year old daughters though.

I knew she'd probably cut it as a toddler, and I remember telling her K teacher to watch her closely with scissors ... but she'll be 10 next month!

She's a bit old for this.
Wow... three different times?

Okay ... I'm making a note to not let my DD play with yours.

I am so sorry that the last couple days have been so hard. I am sending up prayers that the Staff infection will be taken care of by the antibiotics and her bangs will grow out enough for your trip.
About two weeks before our Wish Trip in 2009 my eldest DS decided that his sister needed a hair cut. While he didn't cut her bangs to the scalp, he cut her hair in the back and some of it was very short. It was already late at night and I knew I wouldn't be able to get her into a salon to fix it, so I called my mom in tears. She was able to fix it as best she could with a pixie cut, but since her hair is so curly it ended up looking very cute.
As for being "The Worlds Worst Mom", as was said above, we all know mom's who are more deserving of the title. That being said I think all of us moms feel as if we are deserving of the title at some time. I definatly know I have. I couldn't help but feeling like a bad mom when my son was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis. I couldn't help but thinking that I should have known before he was 6 and that he could have gotten really sick. But than I relized that I couldn't change the past and could only do the best I could in the future. That is exactly what you are doing, the best for her now. I bad mom would have shrugged her shoulders when the nurse said it was infected and done nothing to follow up.
This is for you.

Thank you Corrine!!!
I saw pictures of your DD and her adorable pixie cut! I thought it was precious! So it worked out for you. She's still missing a bang area, and it won't grow quick enough before our trip. But oh well. When I show them off when she's older, she can suffer then.
Corrine, you had no way of knowing he had CS. You did the best you could and you are a stronger person now because of it.
I usually call my mom and have her inspect things and ask her what to do ... but I am trying to be a "big girl" and trying to learn from my mistakes and my decisions. If it was up to me, I'd take them to the doctor everytime they bump their head or take a nasty fall. But realistically, I know it isn't needed. Yes, I am thankful I did follow the nurse's directions ... but I still feel bad doubting her and thinking she was wasting my time (and money). It really just makes me doubt all of my judgements when it comes to my kids.
But ... I'll just keep pressing on ... nothing else I can do.
You guys are just awesomely amazing!
