It was me.
Crying in the principle's office.
I'm aah-really cool.
Another round of more intense tummy problems for Pink and more school anxiety. Track started this week for Roo so more frequent night checks with longer wake times and the process of figuring out MDI for track. An always stressed emotional teeter-totter was groaning and creaking.
After a long night and morning I went to the school to see what they could offer for Pink. Mrs. Principle, Mrs. Secretary and a teacher were in the outer office when I walked in. They all turned and looked at me with those puppy dog sympathy eyes and that started the stress fracture in the teeter-totter. Mrs. Principle whisked me into her office where she had the audacity to HUG me and all was lost. On the emotional edge, 3 hours of sleep and someone touching me with support and that damn teeter tottered. There was never any hope for me once she touched me. I cried in the principle's office.
Just one more thing I HATE about this.
Mrs. Principle was, of course, total awesomeness and came up with many options for Pink, we are working with a GI and have a call into a counselor for all three of us. And tonight I shoved a bunch of carbs down Roo's gullet after track and before dance. Love a plan.