Two Weeks

I sit here thinking, two weeks from surgery date. Two weeks from right now he’ll be in the ICU recovering from open heart surgery. I am scared, terrified. I show no emotion about the matter currently. It still seems like a dream to me. Like it’s not really going to happen. Every phone call I make in prep for this date makes it seem more real. I’ve called the hospital reservation line and made reservations at the Red Roof Inn the night before surgery. I’ve called the Ronald McDonald house and put our name on the list.

I’ve called the school and had David put on the block list at school effective November 15th through the end of the month. This will allow me the freedom of NOT having to call him off school every day and I won’t get the phone call telling me my child wasn’t in school. I’ve also talked to his IEP people. They were going to re-evaluate him the week before Thanksgiving… well… now he’s having surgery the week before so I called them to get those dates moved up. I’ve even called Matthew off for the 16th so he can be there for the surgery.

I’ve called my orthodontist and moved my next appointment up a week. It was scheduled for the 14th but I’m going to be freaking the hell out that day and that will probably be the only day I work that week so it won’t give me a chance to make that time up. So it’s on the 9th instead.

Then the part that really has me stressed out…. We can NOT afford for me to miss work without pay. As of right now I have a total of two days and two hours. Since the week after surgery is Thanksgiving… IF David is still in the hospital then, I will go to work the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and then as long as I work that day and the Monday after I will get paid for the Thanksgiving holiday. So then I will only be missing one day and five hours of pay on that pay check. Hopefully he’ll be home from the hospital a week after surgery but we will have to wait and see. Knowing my luck I’ll be at work that Wednesday and then they will say he can go home that day.

I do NOT want to leave my baby in Ann Arbor without me, but what else am I going to do. If I don’t work Wednesday and Monday then I will miss a whole week worth of pay and we can NOT afford that.

Well enough of my sob story.