The started out beautiful, if you don’t count the fact that my arm started acting up again at 1 in the morning and I slept in the chair. I couldn’t even cut the butter into the sugar and flour for muffins. Good thing I’m married and he was home. The snow had fallen last night, and it was a beautiful winter wonderland outside.
Why Winter is Driving Me Mad
We had breakfast, started school work, and I realized that it was time to see a doctor. I called finally at 9:45 and got an appointment for 10:30. Jeff was gone at this point and I didn’t have time to call my mom, so everyone got loaded up. The roads were fine and we found the doctor’s office. Lucas used all of the paper that Jake brought for drawing, in the van. We get in the office and we have markers, and no paper. We have Legos, but only enough for Luke to build his doubledecker ship, so we have fight, and another, and another. Jeff is going to join me any minute. I get a call from him, but my phone has fallen on the floor. I go to call him back, no answer. Turns out he was getting another call, he’s not going to meet me. I cry, but suck it up. We wait in the little office for 3 magazines worth of looking for cookies, and the doctor comes in. My nerves are inflamed. DUH! I could have told him that for free. If the kids had not been with me, I would have made a fool of myself begging for a cortizone shot in my shoulder. However, I kept my cool. He told me that because of my “condition” there wasn’t much he could do for me. He hooked me up with a splint and told my to take anti-inflamatories, if I could. Lovely. The nurse came in and told me that the wrist splint they have was $60, or I could try the drug store. Gee, which do you think I chose. Every child uses the bathroom (except Indy) and we’re out the door. An hour and 15 minutes to talk to the doctor for 5. Gotta love it. We get in the van, and I just cry. My arm hurts, I’m feeling sorry for myself, I miss my friends, I’m on my own, this sucks! And I didn’t get cortizone. We go to Target and I find a brace for $17. Score! Jeff calls, and he is close. He meets us at Target and we go to lunch. I’m splurging. Chinese Buffet. I’m so pregnant. By the time we get home it’s 2 in the afternoon. Jake finishes school work while three of them sleep and Nik plays on the computer again. At 3, Nik and Jake go outside and I realize that I have 3 and a half hours to clean the house, do the breakfast dishes, make dinner, and be ready for our first cub scout meeting. If you’ve seen our house, you realize this is mission impossible. Then my neighbor stops over. I’m talking to her as I’m cleaning. She offers to help, but really, there’s not much we can do since the little ones are sleeping. I made it. The house is clean, the dishes are done, dinner is ready, and it’s 5:30. Nik throws a snowball at the window and breaks it. I panic. Purple duct tape fixes the problem for the moment. Jeff gets home, and reports that the temp has dropped and the roads have iced over. He puts cardboard over my duct tape. The first cub scout dad calls. Cub scouts are now canceled. Jake cries. We sit down for dinner and we are discussing my brace. Alex calls it an ow, Jake disagrees. Jeff says if Mom says ow, it makes it an ow. Jake says, “Mom doesn’t say ow, she just cries.” Wow, they know me. Nik puts too much toilet paper in the toilet, it won’t flush. I have to plunge it. Bedtime finally, and Jeff gets called out again. Whew! I need to stop writing about my day. I’m worn out all over again. I think I will do a little Bible study and head downstairs for some ice, some heat, some ibuprofen, and Glenn Beck. (a prayer wouldn’t hurt either- Thank you God for giving me the opportunity to do this everyday)
