Sundays are not exactly my
favorite day of the week. They start out great. I watch CBS Sunday Morning
while getting Colby up for the day. Love that show. Then Colby's dad shows up
for his big 3-hour weekly visit with Colby, and my mood seems to change. Gee,
can't imagine why. For the most part we get along, but really, the less I have
to deal/communicate with him, the better. So then I leave while they visit. I
might go for a walk, do the grocery shopping, go have brunch with friends, go
to Mass, anything to give them their time together without me bugging them. Then
I come back at 1:30 and leave at 5:00 for Mass. Guess I shouldn't complain. At
least Colby's dad comes to see him. At least I have nursing and get to go to
Mass. Yeah, it could be worse. Guess I'll stop complaining now.
Can't think of much else to blog
about at the moment. I could tell you how worried and stressed I am about
Colby's upcoming surgery, but I'm pretty sure people have figured that out by
now. Tomorrow I need to follow up with the nursing agency. I've requested
"emergency care" for Colby when we get back from his surgery. We get
16 hours/day of nursing currently, but the SMA families I've talked to say
we'll need 2 people to help take care of Colby 24/7 for the first couple weeks
after we get home. There will be a certain way to change him, transfer him, etc
and I'll need help with that apparently. Depending on others totally sucks, but
we have to do what we have to do. Colby has 5 more days of school and only 24
days until surgery. Yikes, our summer will be over before you know it. Adios
for now, amigos.
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