Gemini Girl

Who would like to hear about my Friday?

Raise your hands.

Friday morning Israeli’s dont work. It’s like a Saturday, but kids actually go to school! (actually, kids are in school 6 days a week here!)

So before sending the girls off to school, I realized something about my daughter N.

She hadn’t pooped in 7 days.

(yeah, it was that kind of day)

OMG.

This girl with her lack of pooping.. I just don’t know what to do anymore.

She has had poop issues for the past year or so…

But Friday, I knew that Mommy had to take care of it.

I tried suppositories, but they kept coming out.

I knew I had to take her to the Doctor.

So I did.

The doctor and I decided that she needed an enema.

How horrible is that?

Imagine having to hold your baby down while she gets that done?

So needless to say, she pooped.

Boy did she poop.

But they gave me a prescription for something to put in her drink that will help her poop.

I really don’t know what to do anymore.

Anyone have advice in the constipation department?

Anyone?

I need advice!

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Later that morning, I remembered that I had an appointment for a facial.

I’m embarrassed to say that I havent had one in 5 years.

Since I haven’t had one done in so long, I didn’t realize that I would be asked to take my shirt off.

Hmm.

Maybe I should have shaved my underarms.

Oh well.. at least they didn’t smell..

(I hoped they didn’t anyway)

The facial was sooo relaxing. She also massaged my shoulders and there was  enya music playing in the background.

She left me alone with a face mask on and told me to close my eyes for 20 minutes, and just relax.

Of course, this is what I did…

I  felt refreshed and rejuvenated after that.

Ok, my day wasnt going to turn out so bad, I thought to myself.

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I did some grocery shopping afterwards and was just about to leave the supermarket’s parking lot, when of course- I GOT PULLED OVER BY A COP.

Hmm.

I knew what I had done.

You see, I currently drive a super old car. Not like nostalgic old. I’m talking 1994. Yeah, cars are insanely expensive here in Israel, so people usually keep cars around for years. They run them into the ground. And since that was the only car we could afford, we bought it.

The driver’s seat belt is a little bit problematic. You try to buckle it, but you need to keep trying over and over again until it clicks.

I had the seatbelt around my arm, and I was going to keep clicking once I got out of the parking lot.

I didn’t make it in time.

The cops saw me.

SO.

It was the first time in my life that I have ever been pulled over by the cops.

I tried explaining my predicament to the cop lady.

She wasnt having it.

All she knew was that I was not wearing my seat belt (even though she saw it was around my shoulder).

She asked for my license.

I told her that I didn’t have an israeli one, but I did have an American one and handed it to her.

She took it to her cop car.

Great, what a day.

I sat in my car and called my husband.

He said to calm down- I was literally crying.

I don’t exactly know why I was.

I know it’s not the end of the world, but my perfect driving track record was now soiled forever.

After a few minutes, I got out of the car and started speaking to the cop.

Now mind you, in the US I don’t think you can get out of your car when a cop stops you.

But you can in Israel, and I didn’t know this.

When I started telling the cop my story, and sobbing she felt so badly. You could see it in her eyes.

But she was halfway done with the ticket and she couldn’t cancel it at that point.

She told me that I should have come to her sooner, before she wrote the ticket.

I was standing in the rain, crying.

The real reason that I was crying was because I ALWAYS wear a seatbelt.

ALWAYS.

When I was 19, a friend of mine drove on the highway (I was in the front passenger seat) and she ended up swerving into an 18 wheeler. We were crushed underneath.

By the grace of G-D, we were saved.

The car was smashed.

Totalled.

We were lucky to be alive.

I was lucky to be alive..

especially considering where I was sitting (these are ACTUAL pictures of my accident):

It took me 5 years to muster up the courage to get a driver’s license.

I was too afraid to drive.

Even today, when a truck is driving in the lane next to me, I hold my breath.

It’s a legitimate fear.

For years, I didn’t even drive on the highway because of trucks. I only now in the past few months have started driving on the highway, because in Israel- you can’t get ANYWHERE without getting on a highway.

And truth be told, my anti anxiety meds have taken the anxiety out of driving for me, which is such a huge relief for me.

So, back to the point: being pulled over because of a seatbelt… was tough.

It’s tough because I know just how important seatbelts are.

I know how easily my story could have ended 10 years ago if I hadn’t been wearing a seatbelt.

 I ended up with a ticket, and 6 points.

Oh poop.