10.03.2010 Sunday

I'm done saying that life will calm down or get back to normal.  It ain't gonna happen.  Phone call in the night and a 3:00am mad dash to ER to be with the oldest daughter as she writhed through a gall bladder attach.  As mentioned in a previous post, this happened on the eve of Dorothy's funeral and that wasn't long ago.  Aaron could not miss work, so I volunteered to stay with her.  We were fortunate that ER wasn't overloaded although the staff said that they'd had their fill of drunken students that evening.  Ironically, James made a delivery at 4:00am right down the hall, but his cell doesn't pick up in route, so he had no idea his sister was there.  She survived and since the attack didn't produce a full blown surgical emergency, she'll have to see when she can get into the rotation for the coming week.  Unfortunately her 3 children are all in the sniffling/sore throat stages of colds, so that eliminates Dennis as any kind of daycare provider.  Kristen (bless her) watched them the entire day on Sunday so that I could finish a quilt.  It did get finished and is so large that it barely fit inside the washer, but it did and by morning and 4 dryer cycles it was dry. THAT feels good to have that major, major project crossed off the list, off my back, completed, accomplished, DONE!  The unfortunate thing is to make a major goal many, many other things have to be ignored...be the minor or of large significance.  I wish I could figure out how to do both.  That would be creativity in practice!