Crazy days are here

Phew! The last 24 hours or so have been nuts. Let's start with last night. First there was the consoling of a daughter who was puking her guts up - and the clean up that followed. Then dealing with my father not wanting to go to - or even call - a doctor as his condition does not improve. As if that was not enough - my brother was in the hospital emergency room.

Fast forward to this morning. My mother announces that my father will not call a doctor. He proclaims he knows what is wrong with him and he has congenital heart failure. I wonder if I have missed something - because this is news to me. Apparently this is new to him too. He has researched this on the Internet and has all of the symptoms. So, he thinks, he just needs to reduce the swelling and he will be fine. It does not sound so simple. He has been through the swelling before - and it was a long journey back to health. It is hard to see your parents make choices that they would never let you make. My father just gets angry when any of us try to tell him what to do. I stop - because I cannot take it. My siblings are better at it. Still, I don't think it's getting him anywhere.

It was going to be a lazy day. Getting my son of to school seemed breezy until he had the unbridled necessity to repack his backpack, which caused him to miss the bus. Explain to me how I was going to get my daughter and I dressed and get him to school. Luckily, my neighbour was driving his daughter to school - and did not mind another passenger. So he got to school late. So there was no booster seat in the car. Oh well. I got to fall back to sleep for a couple of hours.

About 11am, we went downstairs. My daughter planted herself in front of the TV and it never went off until close to dinner time. Not that she was eating much. Dry toast, Popsicles, water and Gatorade during the day. How about the rest of the chicken soup, melba toast and raspberry jam and a little Gatorade for dinner. Yum. My husband got leftover sushi when he came home.

So I discovered I had work to do. Not just the rest of the laundry from last night, because the duvet would not dry so fast in our dryer. No. I had work work. So I got on that and realized I was not working with the current test file. Yay! Here we start again. Done at 5. It was a really great feeling to know my part is done. I wrote this course from design to script and brought it to reality. It was an awesome journey and I can't wait for it to go live.

My son's planned play date had to be cancelled. How could I bring his friend back to the house - let alone get my daughter out to the car? So he went next door, and happily played and ate dinner there - which was a good thing. I don't think Melba toast was on his planned menu. Guess what? Pancakes did not fill him up either. So when he came home at 7:15 - he was hungry and wolfed down some leftover chicken wings.

Did I hear bed time? Finally the little ones go to bed. It takes my daughter a few tries to realize that she really has to do this. If all goes well in the morning, we are all off to school. It is a big day. I am set to volunteer for my son's Scientists in School day and my daughter is auditioning for a part in a production of The Wizard of Oz. What are the odds of that happening? I am not sure we will make it.

Good news! My brother is home from the hospital. Apparently Rome was not built in a day and they can't solve his blood pressure issues that fast either. I am glad he is home and I got to talk to him.

Never did made it to kickboxing tonight; I knew there was no chance of that early on in the day. I never got out of pyjamas.