Burnt.
Spent yesterday afternoon in hospital again - on a cardiac ward with my dad. He’s going to be fine once they figure out what’s wrong with him. (They actually did an angioplasty, but it’s “not the plumbing, might be the electric.”) I rushed down from work in the afternoon. It was very stressful. Hence I had to get up to work at 4 this am. Just to prove that I Care. Also so I can leave later today.
If I never have to be in a hospital again, it will be too soon. If I strangely receive eleventy billion dollars I am setting up a fund for people to get time off AFTER the crisis is over.
Today is Emily’s 6th birthday, except of course, she’s dead.
The news yesterday was ALL ABOUT Isaiah’s parents making the same decision. Every time I walked past a television (in the HOSPITAL) this story was on. WTF universe?
We’re supposed to be leaving for the Briars which I DESPERATELY NEED but this thing with my dad…at least the Briars is only about an hr out of town. It was originally chosen for its proximity to my obstetrician of the time, so. I think we are leaving. In a few hours.
My assistant at work quit (for greener pastures) and in the traditional of the Common Media Era we’re in, no replacement is forecast. Which means work hell. I should be grateful to have a job, esp. one which permits the odd trip to the Briars, and generally I am. But this wrinkle is going to be a hard one and going away in the middle of it, when she was going to handle stuff, is not happymaking.
Noah is the best thing ever. First, he is recovering. Hurrah for children who survive! Second, he is just a great age (well…every age is great). Yesterday he was planning his activities for the Briars and planning to say “goodbye!!!!” to his friends. We explained we are not moving there, just going for 5 days. And that then he has a bit of time off for March break. But then he goes back to school. His response?
“Harsh! [proper teen tone in that one] That sucks! - Right mummy?”
Hee.
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Thinking of you while you are off at the Briars.
I hope your father is doing well.