Keeping Our Eyes Forward

This week was not only busy but emotional in varying degrees. 

To preface a lot of this, my maternal Grandmother [last living grandparent] had a cardiac event about a month/5 weeks ago. After being in the hospital for several days, she’d had a heart cath. Was shortly sent home with 24hr care. She was home maybe a week, if not less, and had a major stroke. Went back in the hospital and not responsive, though her vitals kept steady. She was taken off all artificial means of support a week ago today... [Saturday the 16th]. 

Tuesday Nora had her preschool art show at the Oasis Conference Center [again, what is with all these preschool productions??] It was from 6-8pm, so with the girls’ routine, we went right at 6pm, then Nana & Papa took us to Skyline. Nora only ever wants crackers & cheese - fine by me!

Hannah’s first Skyline! [Which was crackers, beans & rice]

Lemonade, e’rry day.

Hey Girl

The Sitter’s son had a fever Tuesday evening so we played “just in case” and sent the girls to Nana & Papa’s Wednesday - a nice break from their routine. 

Nana said Nora was outside and declared, “Oodelally I need to take a nap!”

Thursday morning at 7:30 was Hannah’s next Ophthalmology check-in. The entire family was up by 5:30am - Zzzz. I just assumed we’d be in and out and be on our way. The Doctor is a little socially awkward and doesn’t say a whole lot. After looking in Hannah’s eyes, even with her glasses on, he felt her left eye was still turning in a bit, so he started telling me about patching - wait, what? At least two hours a day for three months. :: Groan :: We’ve dealt with harder, so we can manage - I was mostly worried about the test of wills between Hannah vs. patch/eyeglasses. 

So Hannah and I head to the car around 8:45am. I go to get us in [her seat is behind my driver side] and see the silver Jetta next to me was clearly in a rush because not only are they parked at a slight angle, but they’ve left approximately 11" for myself and Hannah to get into our damn seats. Both of us had to get in on the opposite sides! THEN I noticed the lovely large scratch on the back corner of my bumper where the s*#!head swiped along my car!! I don’t get mad often, but this was just inconsiderate. 

I understand if you’re coming to Children’s, it could be an emergency or something bad, but for Pete’s Sake, take the time to park properly and not damage someone else’s car!! I thought about taking a photo of their license, but what good is that going to do? This wasn’t a police-type situation. I wrote a note with a shaking hand, letting them know I understand it’s no good being at Children’s, but have the decency to not damage others’ car and leave a note. 

I left my phone number. I didn’t expect them to actually call [they didn’t]. I imagine my note is balled up in the garage. 

While all this was happening, I heard my phone texts going off - briefly saw my sisters’ names. 

[In poor judgement] I was reading the texts while leaving Children’s - my sisters had found out Grandma had passed. The cherry on top of my morning. It was all too much to deal with before 9:15 in the morning and I just started crying. Called Katherine to vent and cry [thanks Katherine]. 

It’s entirely too sad to lose family members, I especially hate having those loved ones go through medical events that just pile up and they have to leave this life in a hospital. I wish everyone could just transition peacefully in their sleep.

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Friday was a new day. Our bosses were traveling so a handful of us actually went out to lunch and socialized which was a breath of fresh air. We all left work early so I was able to squeeze in a three-mile run before getting the girls. Refreshing!

Help Me Grow went to our Sitter’s this past Tuesday and were impressed at Hannah’s arm strength. We’ve all been working very hard with her. She’s slowly starting to pull herself to her knees. She’s surprisingly been great with the eye patch + glasses. Going beyond the 2hr requirement per day. Her eating is fine - she eats when she’s hungry. I mean, dang, look at Nora - girlfriend eats like a bird now - she’s just too busy being four! I’m a grazer too! 

Since having Hannah, though, I know that we’re all fine. I’m grateful for my wonderful life and have great memories of my Grandma [and Grandpa] - I’ll have to share photos in my next post!

I have a great husband who knows how to pick me up!

Patchy McPatcherson! Arrghhh Mateys!