the house that osh built
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| Blog Name: | the house that osh built |
| Url: | http://www.thehousethatoshbuilt.com/ |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | disability, autism |
| Description: | putting the FUN in dysFUNctional; the mostly true adventures of a slightly deaf mom living in a bipolar house with a dash of Asperger's. And five cats. |
| Popularity: | 40 Followers |
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Buttered Crumbs
I hobble into the kitchen intent on making myself some soup and buttered crackers. Evan takes a look at me and tries to send me back to bed.I have this covered, mom. You go. Well, I want crackers too. Buttered.Okay. Just pour how much soup you want in the bowl and go.He brings me this.
I hobble into the kitchen intent on making myself some soup and buttered crackers. Evan takes a look at me and tries to send me back to bed.I have this covered, mom. You go. Well, I want crackers too. Buttered.Okay. Just pour how much soup you want in the bowl and go.He brings me this.
Family Ties
The other day I was talking to Evan about family history. I showed him a picture of my second great grand aunt, Jane Murphy.She looks Indian.I think so too! It proves a theory I have about why I have hit a brick wall concerning how to connect her grandmother to the Field family from Virginia that...
The other day I was talking to Evan about family history. I showed him a picture of my second great grand aunt, Jane Murphy.She looks Indian.I think so too! It proves a theory I have about why I have hit a brick wall concerning how to connect her grandmother to the Field family from Virginia that...
Family Outing
Thursday afternoon the entire family came along to my water-boarding session. Lucky me. My torture takes place at a different hospital than the one that I go to for all of my other forms of torture that involve scanners, x-rays, MRI's and CAT scans that do not involve kittens in any way shape or form. And that sucks.So, we travel to this hospital that is about 25 minutes away, because The Torturer is said to be the best at what my ailment and condition is. (let me state again for the record, NOBODY knows for sure just what my ailment or condition is.)I'm dressed in jeans and a sweater because Evan wants to go out to eat at this Indian restaurant that he went to o
Thursday afternoon the entire family came along to my water-boarding session. Lucky me. My torture takes place at a different hospital than the one that I go to for all of my other forms of torture that involve scanners, x-rays, MRI's and CAT scans that do not involve kittens in any way shape or form. And that sucks.So, we travel to this hospital that is about 25 minutes away, because The Torturer is said to be the best at what my ailment and condition is. (let me state again for the record, NOBODY knows for sure just what my ailment or condition is.)I'm dressed in jeans and a sweater because Evan wants to go out to eat at this Indian restaurant that he went to o
The First Shot Is The Deepest
I checked my purse several times to make sure that my Epi-Pen was in place. Convinced this poster above my hospital bed was an actual sign from God that IMPENDING DOOM was headed my way. I was waiting to go across the hall for the injection in my Sacroiliac Joint. (yes, I cried when the stuck the needle in the first and second time. And yes I said "Can we be done now please" in a voice that can only be described as half whimper half Cocker Spaniel) I studied it for a awhile and debated on whether I should steal it and tack it on my fridge at home...After all, anxious and scared, along with not understanding why
I checked my purse several times to make sure that my Epi-Pen was in place. Convinced this poster above my hospital bed was an actual sign from God that IMPENDING DOOM was headed my way. I was waiting to go across the hall for the injection in my Sacroiliac Joint. (yes, I cried when the stuck the needle in the first and second time. And yes I said "Can we be done now please" in a voice that can only be described as half whimper half Cocker Spaniel) I studied it for a awhile and debated on whether I should steal it and tack it on my fridge at home...After all, anxious and scared, along with not understanding why
A Long Long Time Ago
Days after these pictures were taken the most wonderful thing EVER to happen in the history of my world (besides getting boobs) happened.
Days after these pictures were taken the most wonderful thing EVER to happen in the history of my world (besides getting boobs) happened.
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