The Showcase Showdown

Happy Easter 2016. My early morning wake up was Maria-floor Administrator. Jason being "restrained" is a no-no. I restrained him yesterday, I don't cry anymore when I do it. He pulled at his Gtube and yanked out his IV twice and I had not slept in 3 days.

She was a charming woman, older, a definite stubborn streak, but she was reasonable. Like the nightgown in ER- Jason's restraints are breaking "protocol".

I don't know if it is sleep deprivation or I am working in marketing too long but I hate that word.

I explained my precarious situation. She lamented. No screaming. No cursing. A kindler gentler more direct Mom. I'm making progress. I have to.

If I go ape shit on this bullshit one more and again I'm going to bust a vein somewhere.

Woo-sah. 

Thank you God for sending me the right people. Thank you God for giving me a team player. Thank you all for the prayers.

Thank you God for the patience. Where I am drawing it from can only be your Grace.

Amen.