My son has the medical equivalent of super glue on his scalp. Sooo much better than stitches. And it's kinda neat to watch the skin heal under it. He's doing fine.
My hubby is pretending that things are ok. So am I. And even though neither of us think that things are ok, the pretending helps for now.
The e-mail wasn't too wide spread and I don't feel like dealing with damage control. I did not lie or elaborate anything. It was the naked facts and hurt.
Yesterday's Food
BF- 4 muffins (the just-add-water and cook in the oven kind), coffe, splenda
L- 2 turkey burgers, 2 onion hamburger buns, light mayo
S- 100 cal Oreo bar (they taste bad- don't buy them!)
D- cubed steak in cream of mush soup & milk gravy, brown rice, carrots
EX- none, I was too emotionally something... it just didn't seem to matter