Poetdontknowit's Life

Hmmmm, I have a journal for almost every year of my life, but just five seconds ago, I decided to give it a whirl on AP. Yesterday, I spent thirteen hours with my two year old grandson Trenton. He had horrible toxic waste shooting out of his back end that in just two days had eaten his skin off. He couldn't walk, or even sit down. I sat in the back of a jeep for two hours with my youngest daughter Dezmyn. Both of us trying to calm this child down while my husband Keith drove us fifty miles to yet another er. The dr. said that Trenton must have ingested something, I truly think it was an alien form, ha! Trenton was given antibiotics, and cream that it used for people who have second and third degree burns. Anyhoo, it was an exhausting day, and I have just barely skimmed the surface with this tale. I pray that my grandson feels better, and that he can sleep comfortably in his new big boy bed. For he has been sleeping on his stomach with his little bottom up in the air. This one was a first for me, a baby that can't sit down. Ripley wouldn't even have believed this April day in POETDONTKNOWIT'S life!