
I just wanted to put a general update out there for those of you who have been interested (not obsessed now, you know who!) in how my life's been going and my recent struggles and victories.
First of all, I am enrolled in school full time now, and am enjoying myself. Passing with flying colors, of course, made some new friends, looking forward to a career that doesn't include Walmart or the unemployment, K-CHIP line. It's looking like we'll have the money for me to finish my degree. I'm getting everything but gas money paid for, so that's a perk.
Richard has recently had back surgery, as you may or may not have known. He was injured in March just after we had our new baby boy, and finally had surgery the week of Halloween. He's healing beautifully, and the doctor anticipates that he'll be released back to work soon. This of course means a new job with a bigger pay raise, and a large settlement from the workman's comp people. LOTS of things to do with that money. ;)
~Right here's about the time some of my non-friend, in fact pathetic stalker people, will be starting to get upset. I'd like to remind those of them that are, that my blog posts are for my friends and those that care ABOUT me, not AGAINST me. So fuck off.
In the big news - Julian. My grandma has been a little obsessive during this whole ordeal, convinced as we were that child abuse wasn't the answer to what happened to Julian (knowing we didn't do it). Only instead of keeping busy and pissing people off that I hate to amuse herself like I am, she's been researching, calling, and spending a lot of time on my old dinosaur of a computer trying to find a way to prove it. And she did. What my beautiful grandmother did was send Julian's x-rays to a specialist for observation. That specialist responded by calling my lawyer to inform him that my Julian has Rickets, which has been our suspicions all along, due to the fact that it runs in Richard's family, our knowledge of never hurting our son, and more little hints that we found along the way.
Julian's blood was drawn and tested last week, revealing a barely normal vitamin d level, reinforcing the fact that he had Rickets when he was born and when he was hurt. Needless to say my criminal charges, which some people have had delightful pleasure in spreading around while they're not further destroying the psychological health of their children, will probably be dropped in my upcoming court date due to this new information.
So as you can see, my life is starting to come together a little bit. It's not perfect by far...yet. But I see a move to a nice neighborhood in a home that we'll own soon, getting my babies back, graduating college, and remaining with my wonderful hubby, without whom I would never have made it this far. And it's good.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
General Update
Posted by Tiffany A. Fletcher at 10:07 PM 0 comments
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