Waking up on Monday morning I thought to myself "This is going to be a good week." I mean after all, I am on the backside of my audits since the big huge legal scandal settled week before last, and there were only a few open items. And in the personal life, My Little Girl has been My Little Girl again. Since the OT requirement has ended she has stopped acting out. Thank goodness. The very fine thread that was holding me together was about to snap.
However, of course, had some serious ups and downs.
Monday: busy, busy with acclimating the team post Tax Season and the Partner. Not too mention the client themselves were preoccupied with closing their own March financials. But in addition to a not so productive day at work, Granny was not feeling well again and Mom had to take her back to the doctor for the third time in a week.
Tuesday: more productive at work; Granny hanging in there; Dad has one month left in Houston and will hopefully get a job in Corpus Christi for a 3 - 4 month project.
Wednesday: not productive at work since key contact is out ill and the firm treated us to a Style Show! Granny also went to the ER in the afternoon. This was a very stressful visit. Mostly because she checked in at 3:30pm, was classified as "URGENT," but we went back at 7:30p.m. She went home at 11ish. Luckily they did not detect a blood clot in her leg. But lots of other stuff going on. (Wait for Friday).
Thursday: Was able to request items needed from key contact at client, but did not receive any useful answers. Cannot do my part if I have to wait on them. UGH! Granny feeling a little better after her steroid shot.
Friday morning: Granny had two doctor appts in the morning. One was just a follow up with her primary physician and the other was with a urologist. Apparently Granny's uterus has fallen/detached itself from the wall it should be attached to and is on her bladder. Her bladder is falling out her...va-gay-gay. Yes, that is what I said. It took me a while to understand all this. My mom had to administer a cream down there for her and she could see it. I cannot imagine this. Let alone understand how my Granny shows no sign of pain. AT ALL! I just don't get it. She has an appt with an obgyn on Monday. Currently they are saying there are two options of treatment. 1. Surgery. 2 - 3 hours of an 87 year old women also with atrial fibrillation under. Or 2. inserting a metal ring in the va-gay-gay to hold up the bladder. However, it will need to be removed periodically to be cleaned. Granny can't put cream there, how the crap will she be able to do this??? So we do not know what we are going to do. Hopefully some better news on Monday.
Friday evening: Went to see Noises Off with a friend. Freaking hilarious! Plus it was opening night and little things went wrong that should not have gone wrong, but the actors did a flawless job of covering it all up. Especially when the bottle of whisky (a key prop through out the entire play) was knocked out of a hand and shattered on the floor. Ooops?
Saturday morning: woke up; threw on soccer clothes for game at 9:30. Won the game, flew home at 10:45 to do hair and make-up for dance pictures at the studio at 12! Whew...did it all on time and therefore treated My Little Girl to a movie. We saw Hannah Montana-The Movie. It was actually....good.
Now, off to go Granny sit.
Sunday: Make sure Granny is okay in the morning since that time is the worst; chill for a bit, and then run off to a play date with the friends I previously wrote about at Christmas time. The ones I said we should get together with the kids more often. Yippie!
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2 comments:
Good. Grief.
good lord, matak! You and Granny will be in my prayers!
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