Yes it is. We just got back into the swing of things on Wednesday. John went back to work. I recovered from my extreme tiredness and Gianna loved being able to finally play with all her new toys. Scooter- we'll he just slept, not much difference for him!
Thursday- that's when life was NOT normal! John's dad got scheduled for surgery. They live in Temple, but it was here at St Joseph's in Bryan. Gianna and I got up Thursday and headed over the the hospital to wait. Two hours in the front room then an hour latter we were waiting with the family in the "holding room." Now quotes- why the quotes? Have you ever seen one of those rooms? Not so much fun. I think they got the names mixed up- or they just thought they would keep the same idea going as the jails have and be cute and change the name up a little. From holding cell to holding room. Now, I have NEVER (I promise Mom) been inside a holding cell, but from what they show on TV (and it SHOULD be the most accurate thing around) holding cells are teeny tiny and dark. Yep, they got it right so far. One single potty shared by two rooms, they did have a door so OK we made it a step up. Constant racket outside the door, so you are always hoping you are next, but no window to the outside so you can keep track of day. Close match to me.
Now, try to entertain a 12 month old in that room. I really didn't want her to crawl, but holding her for 3 hours wasn't so much fun. We collected all sorts of fun on the ground hospital germs. Except for the runny nose this morning she is OK.
Grandpa was a trooper. For a 1 hour surgery he turned it into 4 and got to stay the night. We've already been up to see him this morning and he should be on his way back to Temple tonight. Along with us. One more trip on the end of a busy holiday travel season. No problem. We can take it. I'm an expert packer and besides the car has it's own "holding room" qualities!
1 comment:
Sounds like an ordeal for sure! Hope his dad is doing okay and that it wasn't anything too serious.
Holly
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