Yesterday I was able to attend church for the first time in months. It was such a blessing. I headed down to Sunday school and tried to jump in just as I always have. After the lesson, the leader of the class asked me about Lillian and how things were going. There was another woman in the class who has a son who is grown and on his own that has special needs. As I was talking I mentioned that we had spent 25 days in the last 2 months in the hospital. This other person chimes in, "well, we were there 3 months, I've got you beat" Ok, seriously, WHO says that to someone? Who tries to one up you on how long you've spent in the hospital? It has bothered me, I'm sure unnecessarily, today. She also made some other very odd remarks, doesn't it seem as though someone who's been through a similar situation would try to be more helpful? *scratching head*
There are some other items I really need to write about so I can get them out of my mind, but Little Missy is sitting here getting grumpy and needing her Mommy fix for the night, heaven forbid I'm on the computer and not paying complete attention to her.