MONDAY MEMOS

Colby had a field trip last week to a Louisville Bats game. I thought it would be a good idea to go on this outing. #1-the nurse hadn't been on a field trip solo with Colby yet, and #2-I wanted to go to the Bats game haha. We had perfect weather and great seats in the shade. Colby actually watched and enjoyed the game. I figured he wouldn't want anything to do with it, but by golly he did. He hung in there for 6 innings, then was done. Started crying, which is his way of saying let's go home, Mom. I wanted to get him a Bats t-shirt so I headed for the gift shop. I just about had a meltdown there, had to buy Colby his first men's small shirt! There was no way that youth extra-large was going to fit him.
Ah man, my little boy really isn't so little any more. Makes me glad and sad at the same time, if that makes any sense. We had a great time, really glad I went.

Last Wednesday night I was awakened from a deep sleep around 3:30AM. There was some sort of domestic dispute in the parking lot, and there was a man yelling various profanities. And no, he wasn't yelling them at me. I wasn't to blame for this one this time, had nothing to do with it thank you very much. Scared the bejeezes out of me. Apparently it woke up a bunch of people because, yep, within 15 minutes here come the cop cars. No sirens but lights everywhere. Took me forever to get back to sleep. Damn stupid trashy neighbors. If anybody has $120,000, give or take a few grand, and is looking for a way to spend it, Colby and I need a 3-bedroom, 2-bathroom ranch house, like ASAP. I can have us packed and ready to leave this dump by the end of the day tomorrow!

Remember when I said I was having difficulties with one of the office staff at our nursing agency? Well, the poop hit the fan last week. I finally requested a meeting with the head honcho in the office. He came here to meet Colby and me, and we met for an hour. Get this, he admitted their office had some issues that needed improving. He admitted the staff there, in particular the doo-doo head I had been talking to most of the time, had several instances of miscommunication and non-communication. I said see, the nurses and I aren't crazy! Well, we are, but not about scheduling and what Colby's nursing needs are. So the doo-doo head in no longer working on Colby's case. The head honcho is personally handling Colby's case for a while. I'm praying for improvement. Good Lord, they couldn't get much worse. Wish I could get back all the time and energy I wasted on talking to doo-doo head. But I can't, so we'll just move forward, and it'll get better, hopefully.

The countdown is now Colby only has 17 days of school left, and most importantly 48 days until surgery! Time is flying by. Colby wasn't able to go to school today, his nurse called in sick. Of course I already had Colby more than half ready for the day when she text me to let me know her sinus infection wasn't any better. I said piss on this. I scooted Colby over in his bed, cuddled up with him, and we went back to bed for a bit. I've already gotten a text from Colby's school nurse tonight. She is feeling better and is planning on being here tomorrow.

I had a nice Mother's Day. It wasn't over-the-moon extravagant, but just spending the day with Colby was enough for me. It always is. Colby made me some sweet gifts at school, including a tissue paper stained glass ornament. Don't you love popsicle stick artwork, seriously, it's the best! He also made me a coffee mug with his picture on it. I went to Mass while Colby's fabulous father was here to visit with him. Then later that day Colby and I met my mom at Dairy Queen for ice cream. Mini Butterfinger blizzard with extra Butterfinger, please and thank you. Mom got her fav, a big, fat banana split.

That catches you up on the latest around here. It's 10:40 and Colby is back there jabbering away in his bed. If he knows I'm up, he can't stand it. Guess he thinks he's missing out on something. So that's my cue to hit the hay, too. More later. Good night, blog readers.