Took Madie to the doctor on Monday for routine visit. The world was good. Took Madie back to school. She came home with pink eye. Told Chris no way I was going back to doctor. Had to work. Chris took her in. After five hours and a trip to a specialist, she came home with a bag of prescriptions (only one for her eye). Chris swears off taking any child to doctor by himself again.
Ben’s doctor called that afternoon. Told us to put him back on all heart meds. The weaning of one drug did not work. Will try again next year.
Took Ainsley to her doctor’s appt. the next day (this one we had scheduled for a month). Doctor doesn’t know what is wrong with her tummy. Ordered more tests. Included a lactose breath test in this round (that is a trip to TCH).
We are tired of all things medical. But it is the end of school, end of soccer season, end of baseball season, end of Girl Scout meetings, and end of routine and the end of things takes energy to finish up and complete. Presents to buy, school stuff to bring home, library books to find. This takes oodles of energy.
Things must be sacrificed in order to get things finished and to stay on top of work. Right now that sacrifice has been laundry, dishes, and sleep. Please come to the front door when knocking. At least the entry way is clean. No one can see the piles of laundry or sink full of dishes from there. It is really bad.
Even the car hasn’t had a break. Chris backed into my “Homer” (the minivan’s nickname). It’s not good.
So . . . I just need something to go right. A doctor who says, “Don’t worry about it. That’s normal.” A fairy who comes to my house to scrub the toilets and mop the floors. A husband who remembers that my car won’t move out of the way with a little tap. A school who says, “Do you mind if we keep all of your child’s work? We want to scrapbook the good stuff for you and throw away all of the extraneous stuff.” Do you think it will happen? Probably not.
71 days until we go to the beach. I think I’m going to need it.
The Puddles 
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