So much has happened in a week. I want to reminisce about it all, the visit with my dear college friends and their families, the barbecue at my brother and his new wife's house, the first soccer game...but, what is trumping my week? Accidents.
I feel like this blog, which started out just me venting about being a working woman and balancing life has turned into this mom focusing on everything that has to do with special needs. I focus on the fun things, I really do...it just seems like when I'm sitting here at my desk and need a break, what is on my mind? It used to be a running task list of all the things I need and want to do: laundry, organizing a room, dishes, shopping, etc, etc...now it is all these things that are out of my control.
Wednesday started out to be a great morning. I dropped off the twins at school in our normal routine, and my eldest had a late start at school. To embrace this opportunity, my dad, eldest and I went to the local breakfast joint where everyone knows our name (really, just like Cheers). Things were going great UNTIL...
The eldest fell off the toilet and ended up with a huge 1 in gash that needed attention. I called to the drs office and got in right away for a second opinion, which only confirmed that yes, I needed to take him to the ER.
At the ER my eldest was super brave. We enjoyed each other's company over Disney Junior TV shows all day long while waiting for the doctors to glue and dress his wound. Despite the circumstances, we both loved the day off from work and school. I kept him home yesterday with me and it too was a relaxing day; while I worked, he watched TV, played on the computer, and together we went for lunch. Even the occupational therapist was shocked to see what a good and complacent mood he was in, despite his injury...just goes to show what having a day off of work/school will do for the soul.
So here we are to Friday. TGIF! What a week! I asked Wonderful Husband to take today off so I could get back to work. He did without balking (Thank Goodness!), so he is home using 8 of his 350+ hours of available sick time and is spending the day having fun with our eldest.
10:40a - One hour countdown until Wonderful Husband leaves with the eldest to go back to the drs office for a follow-up wound check (which by the way, still looks terrible...not infected, but still bad and painful). Would you believe me if I told you...HE FELL OFF THE TOILET AGAIN!
Wonderful husband said he was in the bathroom with him, eldest was sitting on the toilet, Wonderful Husband turned to the mirror for 1 second, turned back and our eldest was on the floor.
Seriously?! What is going on?!
Yes, he injured the same wound, hopefully only slightly...but today, I'll be visiting the home health care stores for some adaptive mechanisms to start to use around the house as soon as I can get done with work.
The only thing that is sustaining me right now and keeping me in tact and somewhat sane is the upcoming appointments with the doctors I have lined up. Hope, again, is driving me. Hope that in front of new people, perhaps, just maybe, we will find some answers that will lead to long term solutions. I love adventures and excitement, but I'm getting fed up with every-day-life excitement...can't my every-day-life experiences come from a plain Jane typical day?
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