5am – My mom gets up and turns on the sun. Gets ready to fly to Chicago to see us.
5:30am – Hubby awakens and watches the Lakers win on recorded TV, listens to music.
7am – Bubba and I are up. We eat breakfast, but Hubby can’t.
8:45am – We drop Bubba off at Maria’s to play with Nick and attend Book Club.
9am – Hubby and I have our med refill checks with our doctor. Hubby’s news is great: he’s lost fifteen pounds and his blood work is ‘superior.’ My news is just okay: I have to exercise more, and there’s nothing I can do about the hot flashes. We are both praised for our lifestyle changes.
10am – Hubby and I arrive at the hospital to checkin for his upper endoscopy.
10:30am – The Princess picks Grandma up at the airport and drives her to our house. They buy donuts.
11:28am – Hubby is wheeled back into the procedure room. I visit with my coworkers in ER, make calls, read a book on my nook.
11:57am – Hubby is wheeled back in to the room. His throat has been stretched, but he’s looking good. He doesn’t have to be checked again for three years. They use a different form of sedation this time, so he’s less groggy and recovers more quickly.
12:15pm – We stop on the way home to pickup up Burger King and Bubba.
1pm – Hubby takes a nap. Bubba, Grandma and I head to the store to shop for O’Baby’s birthday presents. Then we decorate the house with wild abandon and lots of streamers. The bird is mildly freaked out by the birthday hat on top of her cage.
4:30pm – The Princess, O’Baby, Dani, Miles, and Koby arrive. The girls help make vegetables while I grill. Bubba and Grandma play with the babies. Hubby rests.
5:45pm – We eat salmon and turkey tenderloin mignons. My table is filled with people I love. Bro has to work and we all miss him.
6:15pm – The babies play on the deck with the hose and buckets. Grandma and I get soaked to the skin while the twenty-somethings watch and laugh inside.
7pm – CAKE!!! Everybody loves cake.
8pm – O’Baby opens the last of his presents and the kids go home. The house is suddenly quiet.
9:30pm – Bubba goes to bed.
9:45pm – Grandma goes to bed.
10pm – Hubby goes to bed.
I am up. The house is quiet. I read some magazines, write a blog entry, read my nook book, and secretly eat forbidden chocolate chip cookies.
Tomorrow — O’Baby’s party at the park, which will include many many people from all sides of the family, friends and innumerable babies. The forecast: 94, sunny, humid with possible storms.
Hmmm…brainstorming alternate plans. Sleep will come eventually.
Glad this day is done.