We got back from Waco Sunday around lunchtime. I was hoping to have some down time before our whirlwind of a week began, but then I remembered I needed groceries. When I sat down to look at my to-do list for the week, I was frustrated that it was so busy and stressful... I really wanted December to be intentionally slowed down.
My calendar was showing busyness daily -- getting ready for scouts, a scout meeting with dinner for Maddie at 6pm, scouts for Jon and Ben and me at 6:30 at the church, Allen and Will had scouts at the other end of town, Tuesday morning our Bible study group was getting together, then I'd pick up a cake for Will's birthday, then pick up Will, then go back after two hours to get Jon, then wait an hour to get the other two from school, then Tuesday night we would celebrate Will's birthday (and I was hoping Allen would be back from out-of-town in time to celebrate with us), Wednesday I was working on the badge ceremony with a friend who is home bound after surgery, Wednesday night was a church night and Allen would be working on the parade float, Thursday I had a dentist appointment, Will had an after-school meeting, and that night Allen and I had a Leadership class that I was cooking part of the dinner for, Friday was just as hectic with me substitute teaching until 12:30, Will had a well-kid check-up at 1:00, and I was supposed to meet Ben and Maddie at the park before 2:00 after their field trip, Friday evening the guys would head to a scout lock-in while Maddie and I head to see the Nutcracker ballet with friends, Saturday would end with a city parade the boys will be in, and Sunday I am heading to help with childcare at the Army Reserve. I start having an anxiety attack just thinking of all that.
Monday WAS busy, as they always are. The great news was that Allen did not need to head out of town like he originally thought.Tuesday, I did some shopping, then picked Will up and we went to have sushi and pick out a birthday cake. As we left the store to head back to the other side of town to get Jon from school, the nurse called to tell me Ben was running a fever... at a different school. I swung by to get Jon a bit early from his science club meeting, then went to Ben's school for him. Since there was only an hour left of the day, I checked Maddie out early to simplify life a little bit. As I was driving across town, I took advantage of my hands-free car phone and called to cancel meeting Joni Wednesday morning. I was sad to do that, but I already knew Ben had to stay home sick Wednesday. Ben slept most of the afternoon, but he woke up in time to enjoy a few bits of cake when we sang to Will. I knew to cancel my plans for Wednesday night at church, too. Wednesday, Ben and I hung out at home; he slept or watched some cartoons while I did some stuff around the house and updated scout records. As his temp hovered in the 103-105-degree range and he threw up, I rescheduled my dentist appointment and changed a bit of our Thursday evening plan. Thursday (today), Ben's fever reached almost 105 and he was throwing up again, so I called the school to tell them they needed to find a different sub, I rescheduled Will's doctor's visit, and now I'm in a holding pattern wondering what Friday night will be like.
Overall, it really stinks that Ben is feeling so crummy, but the silver-lining is that I have been guilt-free about erasing some of the plans. Now, back to praying he gets well soon!!
Edited to add: Friday Ben was home again with a high fever. Maddie was sent home with a fever that continued to climb, so we missed the Nutcracker. Maybe we can try again next year... Both kiddos were doing much better Saturday and were back to playing with friends on Sunday.