To say that yesterday "ended with a BANG" would be a mild understatement! Granted, it was a pretty uneventful day...the weather was good, school went well....then, we went to WAL-MART (the most evil place of all)! Shopping went well, and we were just about to leave when it happened. Right there in the front isle of the store...right in front of all of the cash registers...YES, Emma puked...GROSS (and frustrating and embarrassing, and sad...for Emma...all emotions wrapped into one horrible moment). Well, I am used to this (although Super Mom did not come out to save me...you know the cape comes out and suddenly I find something for her to puke in, throw it away, and I am on my way...no, she did not come out in me...therefore puke was all over the place). Really not a big deal, they got someone to clean it up and I headed to the back of the bathroom at the back of the store to clean her up. That's when the BIG BANG happened!!! A girl (early 20's..that's all I could tell you) who worked there was getting ready to clean the bathroom. I asked her if I could run in really quick to clean Emma up. She said, "Well, I guess". So, I went in, cleaned Emma up, and began to wash my own hands (Emma was walking around behind me). The girl (that works there) comes in and looks at Emma and says...are you ready for this?....I still can't believe it!....She said, "So, is she Autistic or just retarded". OH!!! WATCH OUT!!! MAMA BEAR HAS JUST COME OUT OF HER CAVE AND YOU BETTER BE PREPARED!!! I turned around and told her, "She is neither!! You have NO idea what this child has been through and really it is none of your business!! However, you should NEVER ask anyone a question like that!!! EVER!!!" And, I stormed out of the bathroom (while the girl was saying, "well, she wouldn't even look at me")!! I was very proud of myself really...I didn't even cry...until I got to my car, then the river started and I cried and I cried and I cried. I tried to call every one of my "supporters" (those that can always pull me out of a bad mood...they always know the right things to say). NONE of them answered their phones. So, I sat there...and I cried A LOT more!!! Then (here comes the divine intervention comes into play) the beloved beep on my cell phone to tell me there is a message. I call my msgs. and it is my friend telling me that her and some other girls are "taking over our friend spa tomorrow" they are going to give themselves pedicures and just relax (order pizza:)...then, they are going to the movie Failure to Launch (which I have seen...and LOVE...who wouldn't love Matthew McCaunehey????)...and, she invited ME!! YEAH! That call could not have come at a better time! I guess that God truly is watching over me, and he knows when I truly can't take anymore.
Well, my husband called Wal-Mart when I got home. 2 managers have called me today, and they apologized profusely! However, they also let me know that the girl that said it is very mentally challenged...lives in a group home and she has ALL of her life (she was abandonned by her parents as an infant). OK, so that explains A LOT!! At the moment that it happened though I did not know that! I am very glad that Wal-Mart employs people with special needs.