Weekend plans... baseball and softball. Gardening. Putting up a fence and trellises. Cleaning my disaster of a bedroom. Doing laundry. I should study for my med/surg exam on Tuesday, but I probably won't.
Today was my last clinical day on the floor, next week is our last last day for the semester and we'll be in the ER. Woo hoo! Today started out boring and slow and ended up with me working so hard that my scrubs were damp from me sweating. I got to assist with a bedside surgery, there was bleeding and suturing and panic. It was awesome. Days like this just reinforce that I'm in school for the right thing!
My son starts his intensive outpatient therapy program on Monday so I had to withdraw him from his school so that he can be enrolled in the school through the hospital's program. It's 10 days (2 weeks) so they do school with the kids during their time there. Along with group and individual therapy, family therapy, parenting classes, med evals, and in-depth psych evals. Hopefully this will give us some answers about what is going on with him and we can start learning ways to fix it with behavior modification and meds. I'm feeling hopeful about his future for the first time in a looooooong time. It's a huge relief and scary all at the same time.
I haven't talked to Baby Daddy in over a month. I feel like I should maintain contact with him, but I don't want to. Part of the problem is that I have nothing to say to him. My half of the conversation would be about how things are good and his half would be him complaining about being broke and his ex-wife. I don't even want to deal with that. Although, at some point I will need to make sure I have all of his information correct so that I can correctly fill out the birth certificate.