
Blah. That's how I feel.
Did you ever have one of those weeks when everything seems to fall apart?
That usually happens on a holiday week for us, always when the doctors offices are closed. Never fails.
This past Thanksgiving was no exception.
My grandmother (Nana) went into the hospital the day before Thanksgiving. She's in an assisted living home. She has Alzheimer's. She began to act a bit more out of it than usual, so off to the hospital she went. She should be going to a re-hab home tomorrow.
My oldest son got pneumonia the week before. He's doing ok but wakes up this morning and tells me his throat is on fire. Ok, off to the doctors with him (Thanks Mom!)
My youngest son starts complaining that his ears are bothering him. He has wax issues. We do the drops, but they are not helping. Of course they aren't!
Our dog Moose started acting funny yesterday afternoon, then the vomiting started. During the night, and all morning. Thankfully John got off work to take him. Our vet thinks he has pancreatitis. He'll be staying at the vets for 3 - 5 days. To say I am a nervous wreck is an understatement.
A woman I work with lost her home and all her possessions in a fire. Clothes on her back. That's what she's left with.
Another man I work with had an aneurysm and is in critical condition.
Do you have to dump all of this on me in one week? Really universe? Could you not space out the shittiness a bit?
So, that little thing called life has gotten in the way of blogging this week.
I know you will all understand.
I've got some great recipes coming up if I could just find 10 spare minutes to write a post!
I'll be back soon when life settles down a bit.
Next I'm off to the dermatologist with the youngest. The fun never ends!