So...a bit of backstory...
Monday night BS4 got a fever. He kept waking up crying looking scared and really red and hot. I did what I could to get his fever to go down and kept going to him every time he woke up. He kept getting a fever on and off til Wednesday. Wednesday DH starts getting sick as well. I start tending to him trying to get him good enough to go to work the next day since Wednesday was his day off. He felt worse Thursday but went to work anyway. He got SD7 up to go to school Thursday only to tell me she has a fever and she probably shouldn't go to school. She gets better until during the night, her fever comes back and gets worse. She doesn't go to school Friday and DH to work either. They're both really sick and in bed sleeping most of the time. Now, during all this time I'm running back and forth trying to be a mom as well as make DH and SD feel better or at least healthy enough so their bodies can fight off the sickness better and faster.
It was a bit easier but harder at the same time that BS wasn't sick anymore. It was good that he wasn't sick because that was one less patient to care for but, because he wasn't sick, he had so much energy!
Anyway Friday night was probably the worst, even after I put BS to sleep. I kept having to check on both DH and SD. I wasn't sure that anything that I was doing was going to make any kind of difference but I really was trying.
It got even harder honestly Friday night and Saturday all throughout the day because I started getting sick as well. I had run out of energy and I knew that no one was going to care for me the way I cared for everyone else. So Saturday I got up and made myself start to clean and wash everything because I knew, again, no one else was going to do these things even if I was sick. The work never ends. (also, Friday, DH made me go out to the store to pick up more medicine and a few things we needed and some things that I got individually for everyone since BS was being ok, for SD since she was sick, and for DH who was sick)
I really always do everything I can for my family, be it DH, SD, or BS.
So today is when the aggravation started.
BS was tired and when I told him to say goodnight to everyone he did so without any complaint.
Once he was down, SD came by (while DH and I were briefly talking) and asked DH if she was going to go to school tomorrow. He said he didn't see why not.
She said, "yay! Thanks, dad!" and gave him a huge hug.
DH said, "well, you should be thanking blueburger. She helped you get better."
And she says, "No, YOU helped me get better. You took care of me remember, dad?" (she said it like, duh dad!)
DH insisted one last time that I was the one who took care of BOTH of them. And she slightly changed the subject by mentioning the three of them, meaning my son as well...
But that was it.
Seriously?
I've said before...I'm not looking for a goddamned metal or trophy or a thanks but...how do you not see the ONE person who has helped ever since your father started dating her????
I was really tempted to ask her what about your mom SD? Oh wait, she's too busy living and loving her life without you to even give a shit whether you're sick or not. What about MIL SD? I guess before when she was busy making your life a living hell mentally and verbally abusing you that NOW she's too busy "making it up to you" and giving you every single little thing you want to take actually take care of you.
Call me mean or immature...this is a rant...and I think it's unfair to not be acknowledged at all...or appreciated...
Guess the only good thing about this is that I'm glad she's finally appreciating her dad....but that's about it.