Thanks to all for your concern and well-wishes about my little angel!
She's great (and very well, too). Friday started out with a "tummy ache", ended with an appendectomy (nothing like your horror story, Laney). Mommy stayed with her Friday and Saturday night in hospital, and she came home Sunday morning. In the Hospital, nurses were amazed at her recovery, walking Saturday morning, general great spirits (that's my angel). Sunday, she insisted that she wanted to go to school Monday (she loves school). I made a deal with her that if she felt fine in the morning, she could go, and I'd pick her up at lunchtime. And that's how it happened. Doctors said this was fantastic, both her ability and energy to do this, and my idea about half day to preserve her energy while letting her do what she wanted. Today, back to school, but half-day again, due to school scheduling. Tomorrow first full day. She's a real trooper.
It was a tough weekend, family wise. First, there was D's problems. Then, Sunday morning, as I was getting ready to go pick her up from the hospital, I found D's cat (he was a birthday present when she was one year old) had died in his sleep. That was my "good morning".... to find an "old friend" gone, and then to have to tell D. It all worked out, and all is as well as can be expected. Another family bbonding event, the burial of an old trusted friend.
Then, Monday, (did I mention W's father with Alzheimer's is moving in soon?), in the midst of renovations, I sliced off the tip of my right-hand ring finger (thank God I'm left handed!!!). Lots of blood and minor panic, but no major problems. Everything is still working fine, but W and I are wondering when we will catch a break!
Anyway, I've not had much time lately to worry about my marriage, or anyone else's. So sorry I've not been around much, but all in all, I'm having the most fun I've had in a long time being this distracted from my "problems". Now, I don't recommend having your children appendectomized, or slicing off extranious limbs, or having demented parents come live with you, but I'm seeing the value of distraction to one's plight. W is even actually taking an interest in me, and she's coming home at predictable hours. Problem is, she actually want to talk and do stuff together when she does.
