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November 18, 2008
I'm totally making this all about me
Yesterday? It pretty much sucked. I had about eight different things to do or be at, and I got my schedule stacked up like a nice house of cards. It was perfect. As long as everyone did their part.
Yeah, right.
I'm not sure if I mentioned anything about Rex having knee surgery. Something about his ACL and cleaning up his cartilage. I can't tell you how much I've been dreading this. Him being drugged, doing his chores along with mine, waiting on him hand and foot, him not being able to help out as much with the kids. My stomach was starting to hurt on Sunday when I realized it was really going to happen.
So Rex told me he was supposed to be at the hospital at 10, surgery at noon. I was originally going to hang out there and wait for him, but then decided it made sense for Katie and I to skip out at 11:30 for gymnastics, since by then I wouldn't be able to see him or do anything, anyway. Then we put off talking to the neighbor about picking Jamie up from school for so long that I was going to have to come home and get her, so basically I'd just pick up Rex when he was ready to come home.
Yeah, right.
Just before Katie and I took off, the nurse told me that Rex was supposed to be there at 6, so they were really working him in, and he likely wouldn't go to surgery until 2. She was guessing he'd be ready to pick up at 4:30ish. Uh, fuck. But ok, the kids and I will just hang out at the house a little longer. At least I'm not going to have to keep three kids entertained in an outpatient waiting room all day.
After gymnastics, Katie and I got lunch at Sonic, then picked up a few groceries was a seriously undernapped Owen at Target. At home, I started taking care of all the crap I needed for the next day. Making mini cornbread muffins and rolling turkey rolls and prepping dinners. At 4:30 I hadn't heard anything, so I called to see what was up. The nurse told me he was in surgery. What? It was only supposed to take an hour and a half under the knife, he should totally be done by now. I don't know why I didn't ask more questions, but I assumed he had started late, and was partway if not most of the way done.
I went ahead and fed the kids, and then at 6, we got in the car and I called the hospital. He was just coming in from recovery. Fuck. I'm supposed to have Jamie at the School Board meeting to give the pledge at 7:15, and they're telling me he might possibly, maybe, be ready to go at 6:45. I tried to get hold of a bunch of people to get Jamie a ride and/or let them know she wasn't going to make it (Sorry, Jamie's teacher. I'm sure you don't give out your phone number for a reason, but Google knows all), and then we headed out.
Luckily Rex recovered fast, because we shoved him into the van and set out for Jamie's meeting. I think we left there at 7:05. We pulled into the education center at 7:29, and Jamie, Owen and I booked it inside just in time for her to pledge her allegiance. Then we jumped back in the car and headed back into town to drop off Rex's prescription. By this time I have a headache that's so bad I'm starting to feel nauseous. Get home, get Rex and the girls into bed, feed poor exhausted Owen dinner and get him to bed, and then I have to run back out and get Rex's Vicodin. If I weren't nursing Owen, I swear I would have popped one on the way home.
In my already pissed off and pained state, I figured I'd sleep upstairs where I wouldn't be able to hear Rex snore. I know it's not his fault, but listening to him snore when I can't fall asleep tends to make me want to punch him in the head, even when he's all pathetic and injured.
Today was at least as busy as yesterday, but waaay less stressful. Jamie had fun at her Daisy meeting, even though I couldn't be there, and Katie did an awesome job in her music program at school, even though it was just Owen and I cheering her on.
Tomorrow, I'm totally scheduling a nap.
Posted by me at November 18, 2008 8:14 PM