So much has been going on. And I tried to do the vent thing but no matter how many times I try it, I am not happy with it.
On Wednesday I had my last two wisdom teeth out. It wasn’t supposed to happen until next Thursday, but they called on Tuesday and moved it up. One was in a kind of tricky spot so I needed to know put out and I got stitches and everything. I have been in the worst pain. That side of my face has been incredibly swollen despite all the times I’ve iced it. I haven’t been able to eat hardly anything. I’ve been living on Wendy’s frosties because they feel amazing against that area. I’ve been using salt water like I was told, but the pain has not subsided. And I’m pretty positive it is now infected. So, I’m in horrendous pain, swollen, and have a nasty taste and odor in my mouth. Plus, no pain killers.
I also found out yesterday that my (paternal) grandma that discovered she had Stage 4 cancer in her lung, liver, and lymph nodes in November, now has it in her brain as well.
My son’s 5th birthday is friday. I understand that birthdays are not important to everyone. They are to me; especially a kids, even more so when it’s my kid. My son asked to go to Chuck E Cheese for his birthday. I didn’t want to (because of my social phobia) but we never take him to places like that. His dad does when it’s his weekend but we do other things so I really wanted to be able to do this with him. I figured it would work out perfectly his birthday being on a Friday; we could go on his birthday, during the day and maybe avoid some of the crowd. My mom and step-dad then scheduled my step-dads hand surgery ON his birthday. Were there not 364 other days available? Then we figured out that he would be going to his father’s that weekend so we wouldn’t even be celebrating with him his birthday weekend. We figured we would do it this past weekend. Saturday we could do Chuck E cheese and then Sunday we would do gifts and cake. The crowds at Chuck E Cheese were the worst. It was a nightmare. And having just had my wisdom teeth out and still being in so much pain, I wanted nothing more than to go home and stick my head in the freezer. My step-dad is sick so he was miserable. When we got home, my mom came to me and asked if we could reschedule today because she got tickets to a NASCAR race…in Virginia. We live in NY. She put NASCAR above her grandson. They drove all night to Virginia for a 3-4 hour race and are driving all night back. Today I had to take care of the six dogs and four cats, my son, my two worthless step-brothers. We had a snow storm that I got to take all of the dogs out in several times, I got to make food I couldn’t eat, and do the dishes that I didn’t use, clean the kitty litter before the cats got angry and hid the scoop in the litter, shovel multiple times, panic because we almost lost power, etc.
Why, for crying out loud, isn’t there an overwhelmed mood? Because I sure as heck am overwhelmed.

I’m sorry it’s so long and I’m sorry for any mistakes. Hard to go back and check it before posting.