August 17, 2008

I’m Taking the Day Off

Just a few updates:

Dad is awake and I was able to speak to him on the phone this morning. I called the ICU for an update and his nurse passed the phone to me. It was wonderful to hear his voice, and he still sounds congested due to the surgery on his sinuses. He will be in ICU for today and will be moved to his regular room tomorrow, mid-morning, where he will recuperate for at least five days. Looks like he won’t be home until the end of the week.
Our family reunion went well yesterday. I think everyone had a great time, despite the fact that our fearless leader was not present. My aunts and uncles — each and everyone of them and their spouses — were so wonderful. They took charge even when I was drifting off into space. I’m forever grateful.
Today, I believe I’m coming down with a cold, or I just suffer really bad allergies. Because I’m afraid it’s a cold, I’m staying away from the hospital. The last thing my dad needs is to catch an illness while recovering from brain surgery. It’s breaking my heart, but if it turns out to be only allergies, I’m going to visit him tomorrow.
I’m having a Party Lite candle show tomorrow and I’m afraid no one will come because of all the chaos that’s happened the last week. I wanted to cancel, but I totally forgot I was having it until this morning. Kind of late, right? This is what happens when the mind is focused on other things.
I’m so exhausted that I overslept this morning and missed both masses at church. I’m feeling very guilty about this.
In exactly one month, my little boy will be turning four years old.
Here’s how I feel about that: