Medicated

S'up, Blog?  Remember I told you I like to exercise?  Well, I try to take classes, otherwise I would probably light up a cig  in the middle of my treadmill spooling.  The classes keep me focused, Blog. Mama's always got a lot on her mind.  Anyway, I tried a new class today and consequently spent a lot of time lifting, and burning, and pushing and making strange monkey faces in the mirror.  After that, I had my usual morning session with various melons at the market.

I decided not to medicate.  Now, I was a teacher and let me tell you, I am 100 percent behind your decision to lace up little Petie's lucky charms with some nice, soothing Valium.  Wouldn't that make my classroom a happy, serene place to visit?  We could all do a little Everyday Math, pass around the bong, ransack the vending machines.  But parentally, I just didn't feel comfortable making that decision for someone else.  A friend of mine put it very nicely:  we have all these new medications, and doctors are excited to use them to help our children.  But I just don't know about side effects, so I have stayed the course of no meds.  And I can tell you, last night when Ted flipped out because his corn muffin crumbled before he could eat it and part of it fell on the floor, I thought, hmmmm maybe I am working against the tide.  I mean he is seven and one of the reasons I like to stay in shape is so I can handle him when need be.  I can pick him up and toss him in the air like a pizza to get the grouchies out.  So when the walls are vibrating because he is screaming about the corn muffin, I have a plan.  But medication is truly a personal choice, and I toss it about in my head every now and then.  For now, no.  But if the "cost analysis" helps the child in the long run, maybe.  That's the best I can do.  What do you think?