First, to my pals on facebook who sent the well wishes while I vented there, thanks a ton. Your support is NOTED, and GRATEFULLY APPRECIATED.
Jon's home from the ER. He's OK. We gotta watch him more like a hawk. He had some problems that are difficult to describe, so I'm not going to try. I will say one thing.
No matter how many times I go through it, and I've gone through it close to 50 or 60 times with Jonathan, any parent who is unable to be in the ER with their son goes through a hell that is just un-imaginable.
Now, I woke up 7 hours ago to go to work. I am going to try and go back to sleep, and see what I can do, and then I have to wake up when my middle one wakes later this morning, and try and actually be coherent for the remainder of the day until going back to bed around 2 to 3 later this afternoon to go to work tonight.
Something tells me I'm gonna be a tad cranky, or cantakarous. (Did I spell that right? At 245 in the morning, who the fuck cares?)
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