In Which Things Are Finally Looking Up

Today was about eight hundred bazillion times better, I'm glad to say.  Not only does Connor seem to be finally on the mend, but Jeremy is home.  He went to San Diego for a few days, which is part of the reason why things have been so crazy around here.  I just didn't mention it before because, you know, Internet Safety and all.  Anyway, so Jeremy is home and I actually got to leave the house today for some place other than the doctor's office, pharmacy or hospital!  You know, social type things! 

Oh, and also we are now fully restocked on chocolate.  Crisis averted.

So this little venture in Really Sicky Sick Time While Daddy Is Away taught me a couple of important lessons.  The first lesson is that I should probably start practicing asking for help when I need it.  I'm not very good at asking people to do things for me, so I probably need to go ahead and work out who I'm going to call when, for whatever reason, I'm restricted to the house and Jer is gone.  I really need somebody to do things like go to the grocery store for me so I don't run out of food.  Either that or I need to figure out which grocery stores in the area offer a delivery service.  Also the cats would probably appreciate being fed while I'm at the hospital with Connor.  You know-- little stuff like that.

Oh and heck, just for the social time.  I'm not the most extroverted person in the world, but I do need the occasional face-to-face interaction with other adults to keep me from going absolutely insane.  Or any more insane than I already am, anyway.

The second lesson is that I'm going to need to be more organized.  When Connor goes into Sleep Deprivation mode and I get a little punch drunk (like now) from lack of shut-eye, if I don't write it down it doesn't happen.  At some point in the future we're going to have two kids with twice the amount of things to coordinate, and so I'd better figure out a more efficient system so I don't start dropping balls when I've had no sleep and no one around to let me catch up on it during the weekends. 

So anyway, hopefully Connor is on the mend and it will be a long, long time before we see the inside of a hospital again for anything other than a routine appointment.  And I'm going to take advantage of the fact that Jeremy is home again and take a nice, long nap tomorrow.  And then I will eat a whole lot of chocolate to help me recover from the ordeal this week has been.

What could be better?

~Jess