I am the semi-neurotic mother of three kids, ages 18, 8 and 5. My oldest is off to college and my youngest just started school. I’ve been the single mom, divorced mom, married mom, young mom, old mom, career mom, and attends school-at-night mom. I’ve worked in the IT world for almost two decades, but still shy from programming cell phones. I have no free time, but when I do…I write or read or plan our next vacation or holler at whomever to give me some PEACE AND QUIET.
Murphy’s Law
Someone must have uttered those fateful words recently…
“What ELSE could go wrong???”
Last week my middle child complained of a sore back, but she’s a trooper so I gave her some pain reliever, and she went to bed.
12:40 AM That same daughter has climbed into my bed, screaming in pain, and hot to the touch. I’ve been through my share of kidney infections, so I knew what I had to do. Woke my son from a deep slumber (wish I could sleep like that) to ask him to listen for his youngest sister, as I was taking Annika to the hospital. He mumbled something that sounded like ‘weeez peeeez’, and off we went. I’d taken a sleeping pill, and it was foggy as burnt mushroom soup, so barrelling down the highway to the children’s hospital at 1AM wasn’t exactly simple.
5 hours and one strong prescription later (three cheers for the guy at the 24-hour drive-through pharmacy that felt sorry for me and threw in the children’s pain reliever free of charge!), we were home and sleeping.
After 4 hours of sleep, work was calling me reporting a major system issue. 13 hours later, thinking I hadn’t been that tired since I had newborns, the issue was finally resolved.
Then it was Thursday.
Came home from work to find our new puppy curled up in a ball and non-responsive. Barrelled down the highway again to the emergency vet. 4 hours and many prescriptions later, I’m nursing a sick puppy with droppers through the night.
Friday was uneventful. I slept like a teen-aged boy.
Gosh, I can only imagine what ELSE can go wrong this week!!
Hopefully nothing! Life doesn’t like you prepared, so maybe being on guard will protect you! Sorry for the sickness, yeesh.
Comment by Megan — March 26, 2009 @ 8:27 amAt least you didn’t get a flat on the way to the hospital. Course, you probably will in the morning though as you are running late for work because you couldn’t find the keys that were hidden in the freezer when your littlest was playing a game with them.
Comment by Tim — March 26, 2009 @ 7:38 pmSheesh. Hey, I get it. I always think my boys save all their drama for when Dad is out of town. And even if he is in town, the drama always comes in the middle of the night, why is that?
Comment by Hillary — March 30, 2009 @ 6:55 pmHoly trauma, batman!! So what was Annika’s diagnosis, Dani?? Is she fated to follow in your kidney footsteps?
Comment by Janalee — March 31, 2009 @ 10:33 am