Comfort in the Strangest Situations
I was a real mess yesterday.  For the first time since Wildman was in the hospital I just plain felt bad, and wanted to hide under the covers and watch bad TV alone.  I was having a pity party for one. Those with responsibilities can understand that this was impossible.  This year has been full of drama, change, and hospitals starting with my husbands heart surgery in February. It was all starting to feel all too much.  With a very heavy heart I arrived at work.  Everyone of my regulars and co-workers were hugging me telling me they were sorry.  I was enjoying all the hugs but was unsure wh

Crash and Burn
Today was Little Boy A’s Thanksgiving Pagent Feast at school.  It was so totally cute.  The preschool was so accommodating of Little Boy A’s allergies and they were just so cool about making sure he could be part of the party.  I was having a rough day but I wanted a little normal. My mistake, I should of left my phone home.  During the party my Mom called. She had the laundry list of things that are failing on my sister and I popped.  For me the party was over and the rest of the day has been tough.  I can help Wildman with homework and my patience is short.  It has been nine long sleepless days.  As time goes on she has more and more chance of havi

Sunshine on the Ocean Today
I got up at the unholy hour of 4am this morning and extracted myself from bed.  My husband said murmuring that he missed me already and I was not even out the door. I took a shower, got dressed, and was driving in less than a half hour.  It amazes me how fast I can get out of the house when not accompanied by my appendages, opppss I mean kids.  I grabbed a couple of red bull shots at the 24 hour CVS and I had wings. I felt like a speed fueled truck driver. I drove in the dark and I was already in Brooklyn when my guys had to get up.  I luckily missed Philly, Northern Jersey, NYC, and Long Island rush hour traffic. It was still very early when I got to Long Island so I took

Gotta get to Bed
I am getting up at 4am to drive to NY to see my sister. I really want to miss the Northern Jersey/NYC/Long Island rush hour.  Things are the same.  P is not getting any better and my Mom who has been so full of hope is starting to sound beat down.  She keeps repeating, she is not getting any better, she is not getting any better. I am holding together ok.  My husband and the boys are keeping me going.  Even during a horrible calamity kids have to eat, go to school, play, ect.  It really helps to be living as normally as possible between marathon drives to Long Island.  Keep up the good thoughts and prayers.  I find all the comments here, twitter, and facebook in

What to say
It is one step forward, two steps back in the ICU.  P is bleeding internally and has had two bags of blood today.  I am at work now and thinking of driving to NY for another visit on Wednesday.  If anyone needs a ride to Brooklyn or LI on Wednesday or just needs a road trip I would love the company on the stupid long trip there and back.  I am not too teary and love sing-a-longs. Keep the prayers and good thoughts coming.  They are getting me through the days.