Well I spent the day in
paeds! I made it in after all to see Child #4 as there was a delay in
surgeries. He looked so pale and afraid lying there on the huge hospital bed. I
was lucky to have made it in at all with my Dad wanting to stop for a cup of
tea half way in! I managed to organise a different organist for the funeral I
was meant to play at, rearrange music lessons, ring my GP to complain, order a
new windscreen to be fitted and speak to a car sales man about ordering a 9
seater all on the journey to the hospital whilst listening to my dad complain
about my Mom's driving!
My poor husband is sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed when we arrive. Child#4 pokes him to wake him. He looks fairly sheepish to be caught sleeping in a child's bed but he has been up all night to be fair. Soon the porter arrives and we walk up to theater. Child#4 is worried but we reassure him and before we know it, two hours have passed and we are allowed in to recovery. Well, I sneaked in a bit before we were called by following a team of doctors through the theater doors. I couldn't wait any longer. Of course I got lost and my husband ends up in there before me. Luckily, the nurses allowed us both to stay. My husband asks me why I haven't boasted about my sister being a doctor all day. I look at him in shock. I never do that! I simply back up statements I make with my sister being a doctor!
My sister in law calls in to see Child#4 with generous gifts. I tell her how he complains so little and goes quiet when sick. She asks where he got that from considering I complain so much! I am quite shocked at such a statement. My son's nurse says I look familiar. I tell her that I am in and out alot as I have 6 kids so she must have seen me one of the times I was in. She says 'Ah that must be it, and when is number 7 due?' I cringe inwardly and with a tight smile explain that I had my baby a few weeks ago. I deliberately made it sound like I had him very recently even though he is 14 weeks old tomorrow! I am always surprised that people ask the ' When are you due?' question when they don't even know for certain that you are pregnant! It is so presumptious! I don't carry weight anywhere else so my tummy really pops out as I have no muscles left after 6 pregnancies back to back! I remember going for an echocardiogram a few years ago and a lady in the waiting room asked if it was for me or the baby. I wasn't even pregnant and my youngest was 3 at the time. To make matters worse I didn't correct her! I just answered 'For me'.
Such was my upset after the nurse's words today, I had a sugar relapse and ate a chocolate bar. I am a sugar addict by the way. I have been off sweets since December 31st. I can't have one and be happy. Once I get the taste, I go crazy.
I leave the hospital around 5. 30 pm to be home to let my mother in law to bingo. She has been so good to mind him all day. She is a great help..even though she refuses to call the baby by his name and calls him a different name entirely. And sneaks a dummy into his mouth when I don't give him one! However, I overlook that for now as I know she adores her grandchildren and they her. Anyway, the baby is so happy to see me and me him. I have looked like Dolly Parton all day and I'm seriously sore!
I pick up all the other children off my sister who was kind enough to mind them and now I am trying to get the older ones to bed.
I must get some sleep before it all starts again tomorrow...x ray for Child#1, dental appointment for Child#2, hopefully picking up Child#4 from the hospital, Child#3's 10th birthday party, picking up his friend for said birthday party and all the other bits and pieces!
Good night!
PS No workout today...does taking the hospital stairs count?!
My poor husband is sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed when we arrive. Child#4 pokes him to wake him. He looks fairly sheepish to be caught sleeping in a child's bed but he has been up all night to be fair. Soon the porter arrives and we walk up to theater. Child#4 is worried but we reassure him and before we know it, two hours have passed and we are allowed in to recovery. Well, I sneaked in a bit before we were called by following a team of doctors through the theater doors. I couldn't wait any longer. Of course I got lost and my husband ends up in there before me. Luckily, the nurses allowed us both to stay. My husband asks me why I haven't boasted about my sister being a doctor all day. I look at him in shock. I never do that! I simply back up statements I make with my sister being a doctor!
My sister in law calls in to see Child#4 with generous gifts. I tell her how he complains so little and goes quiet when sick. She asks where he got that from considering I complain so much! I am quite shocked at such a statement. My son's nurse says I look familiar. I tell her that I am in and out alot as I have 6 kids so she must have seen me one of the times I was in. She says 'Ah that must be it, and when is number 7 due?' I cringe inwardly and with a tight smile explain that I had my baby a few weeks ago. I deliberately made it sound like I had him very recently even though he is 14 weeks old tomorrow! I am always surprised that people ask the ' When are you due?' question when they don't even know for certain that you are pregnant! It is so presumptious! I don't carry weight anywhere else so my tummy really pops out as I have no muscles left after 6 pregnancies back to back! I remember going for an echocardiogram a few years ago and a lady in the waiting room asked if it was for me or the baby. I wasn't even pregnant and my youngest was 3 at the time. To make matters worse I didn't correct her! I just answered 'For me'.
Such was my upset after the nurse's words today, I had a sugar relapse and ate a chocolate bar. I am a sugar addict by the way. I have been off sweets since December 31st. I can't have one and be happy. Once I get the taste, I go crazy.
I leave the hospital around 5. 30 pm to be home to let my mother in law to bingo. She has been so good to mind him all day. She is a great help..even though she refuses to call the baby by his name and calls him a different name entirely. And sneaks a dummy into his mouth when I don't give him one! However, I overlook that for now as I know she adores her grandchildren and they her. Anyway, the baby is so happy to see me and me him. I have looked like Dolly Parton all day and I'm seriously sore!
I pick up all the other children off my sister who was kind enough to mind them and now I am trying to get the older ones to bed.
I must get some sleep before it all starts again tomorrow...x ray for Child#1, dental appointment for Child#2, hopefully picking up Child#4 from the hospital, Child#3's 10th birthday party, picking up his friend for said birthday party and all the other bits and pieces!
Good night!
PS No workout today...does taking the hospital stairs count?!
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