As I sat in my kitchen this evening grooming the imaginary slopes of my private ski resort in my ice cream bucket, I decided two things:
One- I won’t get in the habit of emotionally eating. Not that I am. Just today. I usually emotionally drink. Dr. Pepper, not alcohol to all you people wanting to have an intervention. Which you should… on the Dr. Pepper issue, not alcohol.
Two- I needed to blog and let everyone know about Sum’s long awaited cardiologist appt. he had today. My sweet Ben says that I take forever to say anything so I’ll quickly tell you that HE IS FINE. WE ARE OK TO HAVE SURGERY NEXT MONTH ON THE 16TH. PRAISE GOD!
Here’s the flowery, embellished version: This morning I woke up nervous and agitated after going to bed at an alarmingly early time. (I usually stress-sleep.) I was snappy at Ben and at one point had a break down because he said he had HE had the keys when I was walking out the door with arms full and carrying Summit and I thought he was behind me to help me open doors, (or at minimum stick his arm out the door and unlock the car), and I got out there and waited… waited… had a nervous breakdown… I think I said something like insane like “DON’T YOU EVEN LOVE ME??!!” or some such nonsense said when one isn’t thinking clearly.
We get there on time by some miracle, get checked in, didn’t have to wait long (my God does love me and chooses to express it in ways and areas I forget he has power over) and …. Summit had a melt-down. Yes, amigos, a full on two year old-ish fit. He didn’t want to be measured, or have his heart rate taken, and most importantly, didn’t want to have a stethoscope pressed against his skin. AT ALL. They don’t call this doctor a specialist for nada, he some how was able to hear enough between screams to get an accurate hear of Summit’s heart though by some miracle. Summit still has a hole between two of his arteries, but they aren’t concerned about that yet. We’ll have another check up in the future and if at THAT point the murmur is still there, they will do a quick surgery and put a coil in the hole to help it seal up completely. So, now on to eye surgery!!!
Thanks for your prayers!