WAW - Very confused and devastated - pt 10

[confusedinpa]

My 3 year old woke me up this morning at 6:00 AM (usually he sleeps in until 6:30 AM). I told him that I was still tired, so he went back to his room and brought me one of his blankies and a stuffed animal. He also brought a set for him. He threw them up on my bed and climbed in next to me and let me "sleep in" until 6:15 AM.

My 7 year old woke up around that time as well. I sent them both downstairs to play/watch TV in the family as I got ready to go to the races.

I came down and my 7 year old was reading a book to his brother.

I looked at the two of them and just smiled. It touched my heart, but I looked at it and said that this is going to be a good day.

I made breakfast and the boys and I played in the playroom until it was time to get ready for the race.

About 45 minutes before we were going to leave, my wife calls. I had really tought about not answering, but wound up answering it. My wife was in tears and asked if I could pick her up to take her to the doctors (she was having severe abdominal pain). I know a few may say I should have told her that she left so find someone else to help her, but that is not my character (for my wife, for my friend, for my neighbor, or for a stranger). Plus, I did not think that was the type of person that I would want my boys to be. So I told her that I would be over right away.

I told the boys to get dressed as we had to take mommy to the doctors. My 7 year old asked what about the race? I said, that there should be enough time for the race, plus there will be other races. Mommy needs help so we need to help family.

When I went to pick her up, she was downstairs waiting. She got in, in obvious pain and she started talking about it as we drove. She then started complaining about how her sister was in town and her mom and her was suppose to go to lunch with her. Of course she was all wrapped up in some drama about her sister and her mom. I acknowledged and validated.

Then she said that she couldn't sleep last nite as she kept getting up to pee and it hurt everytime that she had to. So she thinks it's either a urinary tract infection or kidney stones.

I joked that it could be a STD as well

She said that she hadn't done anything like that. (I couldn't tell if she was mad or offended, but she didn't really think it was funny so I dropped it)

Then she continued about kidney stones and her pain. A few times, it hurt so bad, she doubled over in her seat. I held her hand to try and comfort her.

When we got to the doctors, she was signing in and said that the boys and I should just sit down as she had to fill out some forms. When she was done, she sat at a set of chairs opposite of me and then complained about how cold it was. I said I didn't have a jacket this time (when we went out to lunch on Thurs, I gave her my jacket when she said she was cold) but she can sit next to me if she wanted me to warm her up. She got up and snuggled next to me. I warmed her up until my 3 year old found a book that he wanted me to read.

Once she saw the doctor, she said it was a urinary tract infection and got a script. I took her to the pharmacy. On the way there, she asked what time was I planning to leave for the race with the boys. I looked at her and said 15 minutes ago.

She then said that now she felt bad and guilty. I told her that that there will be plenty of races, and that I knew she needed help. Then my buddy called me to ask me if I was on my way to race. I told him that I'll be about an hour behind so I would just meet them there.

When I drove her back to her apartment, I asked that if she had a chance, could she call me to let me know how she was doing. I told her that I didn't want to call as if she was sleeping, I didn't want to wake her. She said that she would, even though she still hadn't. It doesn't really bother me as I had an awesome time with the boys at the race.

The only bummer was that I had bought a ticket and when I saw my buddy, he asked if I got the ticket if he left for me. DOH - wasted $28 bucks.

The boys loved the motorcycle stunt show and the car race. We got to go to the pits and meet all the drivers. The boys even got to sit in the race car.

One thing that made me sad was one of the pit girls had asked my boys where was mom, was daddy giving her a break. My 7 year old just said to her that mommy and daddy are divorced. I nearly fell over as I didn't even think he knew that word. The pit girl then said she was sorry to hear that to me and started chatting with me about how cute my boys were and joking around with me. I tried to stay positive and upbeat, but I was a little distracted by what my 7 year old sad.

After the pit girl left to do take care of something, I asked my 7 year old where did he hear that word. He said his friends at school talk about it. I told him that mommy and daddy are not divorced yet, but daddy is still trying to work things out with mommy. He just said oh.

I then changed subjects as the pit crews started to clean up the cars after the race, so there was a lot of action going on in the garages

So overall, great day with the boys. My wife had asked if she wasn't feeling well, if I could help her with the boys tomorrow (they normally leave with her in the morning). I said absolutely, I would love to have time with boys anytime, but with her not feeling well, it will definitely not be an issue.

I had thought about heading back down to the races tomorrow, but I know that will be too much "car time" (it's a 2 hour drive each way) for the boys in one weekend. I'm not going to get my hopes up too high of getting the boys for an extra day, but that would really make my weekend.



My buddies and I went out for dinner afterwards and the boys had a blast as well.