One of my jobs at work is to update the big, 4-month calendar in Mom’s office. It gets filled pretty quickly since there are work appointments, Girl Scout meetings, personal events and more all jumbled together on a 3 ½ by 3 foot piece of dry erase material. We do maintain a work-life-balance. We just do it all at once. See? Totally balanced!
May is going to be the month from Hell, with at least 4 major presentations, 3 days fielding studies, 2 days traveling, a wedding, 4 Girl Scout fundraisers, and now possibly surgery.
Abby’s got to have her tonsils out. The ENT explained to me that it’s a nice, 15-minute procedure. The pediatrician told me this ENT doesn’t operate unless he really thinks it’s necessary. We did in fact try the option that didn’t involve cutting my kid open first. But she’s still snoring, which can be bad for the heart in the long run (not to mention leaves much to be desired in social sleeping situations). So out those tonsils will come. Possibly the adenoids too.
The best news of this whole scenario is that the surgery will be done at the brand-new, ginormous Children’s Hospital close by. This place has a whole room of dollhouses and a real NYC subway car filled with Mets and Yankees memorabilia. And beds for the parents, so my baby doesn’t have to stay overnight by herself.
I just wonder how it’s possible that a kid who shot up ½ and inch the past 2 weeks suddenly looks so small when I think about her in a hospital bed.
Yikes! You’ll have to listen to that Bill Cosby routine about tonsils. Maybe you shouldn’t let Abby listen, or she’ll think she’s going to get ALL THE ICE CREAM IN THE WORLD SHE CAN EAT!