Sunday, June 15, 2014

CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT, CAN YOU?

Friday we (the nurse and I) ran Colby out to the pediatrician here in town. Cincinnati Children's has a pre-procedure form that the pediatrician had to fill out. Kind of a pain in the fanny if you ask me. Colby has already been cleared for surgery by every specialist in Cincy he's ever seen. Oh wait, nobody asked me, so we just did it. Friday night I actually cooked. I made roast and all the fixings. Not a bad effort on my part, I must say. My BFF Kim and her little doggie Kizmo came over for a visit. Trying to squeeze in some girlie visiting time while I can since we're going to be very, very busy and tired for the next few weeks.

Yesterday I worked. Actually I'm working all this week. At first I thought this was a great idea. My boss is on vacation and asked me if I wanted to cover for her. At the time, many weeks ago, it made sense. Make a little extra money, stay busy, keep my mind off Colby's surgery. Now I think it's a crappy idea. Changed my mind! Too bad, too late. I want to stay home, rest, spend time with Colby, pack for our upcoming hospital stay. Too bad, too late, gotta get my butt to work. I'm sure Colby will survive this week better than I will! I want to stay home and take care of him, dangit, did I mention that already? Wednesday we start putting the medication in his nostrils and giving him the baths with the special soap. The medication is twice a day every day and the baths are every other day a week prior to surgery. This is to prevent infections while in the hospital because he has tested positive for staph, both MRSA and ORSA in the recent past.

Today is Father's Day of course. We (nurse, Colby and I) headed out at the butt crack of dawn and had breakfast with Dad. I'm so very lucky to still have my dad here with us. He is the most wonderful dad I ever could have asked for. I've always been a Daddy's girl, and I don't see that changing anytime soon. I used to be the absolute apple of his eye, that is, until Colby came along. Dad adores that sweet boy, and I love seeing them interact together. It's almost like they have their own language - so cute to watch. I'm also very fortunate to have a kind, loving stepdad. Couldn't have custom designed a better one. He's always been there for Colby and me, no matter the need. Then there's Colby dad (insert large eye roll and big sigh.) What can I say? I know he loves Colby. I know it could be worse. He does pay his child support on time, never been late ever. He does come and see Colby, even if it's only 3 hours a week. I know plenty of kiddos who get much less than that from their fathers, which is so sad. However, I will never understand his unwillingness to accept Colby's diagnosis. Dude, it is what it is. Suck it the fuck up and move on. It hurts me to the bone that he only sees what Colby can't do, and doesn't appreciate the things Colby can do. That's too bad. And that's his problem, not mine, anymore. Thank God Colby does have his grandpas around. Poor kid is exposed to way too much estrogen with his mama hovering over him, nurses, teachers and therapists.

Sorry if this blog has typos are grammar errors. I'm fighting a terrible headache. Not sure why, but starting at about 2:00 today my head starting pounding. Luckily I don't get headaches like I used to, just an occasional one. Guess I'm due. But it's free to go away at any time. With that said, I'm closing up this update for now. The nurse is back there giving Colby his cough treatment. She leaves at 10:00, and I'll be in my bed by 10:02. Have to get rested up for this busy upcoming week! 

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