I think it would be much easier to work than stay at home. At least I'd get a break for 8 hours a day.
Jack and I went to Urgent Care yesterday. He's had a cough and cold off and on for 2 months. It turns out he has allergies. I kind of assumed as much but when he told me his neck hurt really bad it scared me. All I could think was Spinal Meningitis. I don't know anything about it but for some reason I have it in my head that severe neck pain is a symptom. I was already going to Urgent Care because I had awoken at 4am with an unbearable earache. It finally went away after I took some Percocet that I had left over from the c-section. Thank goodness I never got around to flushing that down the toilet. And actually it took two doses to relieve the pain. So it turns out I have an outer ear infection and allergies. I have eardrops and allergy medicine now.
Last night I was feeding a baby and my other ear started to hurt a little. I didn't think much of it until about 15 minutes later when it became unbearable. So I called the consulting nurse at the hospital which has access to my medical records since they are a part of the company that operates the urgent care place-I know they do because when I've called in the past about Jack they have always been able to look up details about his previous visits. She told me she didn't have access to my records (she didn't even ask my name so she could check. I asked if I should be seen again or just assume that the ear drops would work on that ear too. She said it was up to me. Great medical advice. I could have gotten that advice from Jack. I had no sooner said "Okay." than she had hung up the phone. What a great help.
The babies, in an effort to make me crazy, have started "snacking" again. They act like they are starved so we go to feed them and they eat an ounce or less. Then when they're hungry an hour later they eat another ounce or less and on it goes. I've decided to have them wait two hours at least before I feed them again to try to get them out of that routine. Actually they aren't protesting too much, just every once in awhile they will do a short crying jag so I might make it three hours which I think will serve better to get them onto a more regular routine. I can't be up all night like that.
Tomorrow Gramma goes in for pre-op stuff. She has to be there at 7:30. Ugh. If it was just Jack and I we would have no problem but with the girls it's a whole 'nother story. It can take up to an hour and a half to feed them. Even when they are really hungry. Since we feed on demand it's hard to plan anything like that. I can reasonably assume that I can make an appt at 11am but any earlier is a crapshoot. On Tuesday Brett is taking her in at 5am on his way to work. I have arranged for some very nice people at church to watch Jack for me so I can be there during the surgery which starts at 8am. However I won't be able to drop Jack off until 9am. I didn't want to ask them to watch him any earlier than that because I'd rather be at the hospital later so I can see her after surgery than earlier while she's asleep anyway and I would feel like I had to leave the hospital earlier to go pick him up if I dropped him off earlier than that. Besides according to the information in the booklet they gave her, children under 12 cannot visit after surgery anyway and unless someone was there to watch him in the waiting room I wouldn't be able to see her. I'm hoping they won't take issue with the babies going in. They won't even be leaving their stroller most likely so they won't be passing along any germs. I can see why they don't want little kids in there visiting people who have had major heart surgery. They are veritable cootie factories. He would have a meltdown if he wasn't allowed to go in to see her so I think this is better all the way around.
Oops, gotta go. Dinner's ready.
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