Life With Boys

“You sick mom?”

Turns out, Yes, I was very sick – or to be more correct, my gallbladder was very sick. So, what I thought was a two-week case of stomach flu was the process of passing one or more gallstones. Why me? The doctor said, “You’re lucky.”

I had surgery to remove my gallbladder on Tuesday and I’m home now, trying to recuperate from my four-night visit (which is more exhausting than being at home with kids who don’t sleep through the night. Why they have to wake you up every four hours to make sure you’re still alive is beyond me. Not to mention I was easily the youngest person on the floor, and you know you’re in trouble when the person across the hall spends the night calling out for Eunice … Eunice … and when the person in the room next to you DIES you know it’s time to leave.)

My in-laws have been a true blessing – Mike has been sleeping on my couch since Saturday when they got the call that I wasn’t coming home – why has he been here you ask? Just to complicate things, Morgan decided to get croup/pneumonia while I was in the hospital and Tyler is catching a sympathy cold — So, needless to say, when we decide to fall apart, we all fall apart.

Now with any luck we’ll spend the weekend regrouping and trying to catch up with the endless loads of laundry, dishes and mountains of mail that accumulate when you’re not looking and trying to catch-up with the other “mom duties” that never seem to go away (like the endless – what’s for dinner? Why do I have the magic answer? I don’t know, but it seems like someone has to decide – and it’s not enough to decide once, you have to decide EVERY DAY – that’s a lot of pressure for a person without a gallbladder if you ask me.)

I thank you all for your calls, flowers, balloons and thoughts during this wearisome time. I should get the “spiders” (stitches) removed on Tuesday and be back to work on Wednesday ready to take on the world again. Keep your fingers (and toes) crossed.

Lots of love –

Danielle