A Little Light Lends to Petrification

D-List BloggerI’m not gonna lie, I knew this was where my little neglected blog was going to land, and I’m totally cool with it. At least I still got a pretty badge for it.

Aralyn has to go under general anesthesia next Thursday for ear tube insertion. Needless to say I’m a nervous wreck. Of course I know that it’s the best option, and I’m even hopeful that this would be the magic cure for her communication delays.. but the worry of the procedure itself is enough to give my 22-year-old heart a reason to have a meltdown. There is always that little chance that she doesn’t wake up, or she’s permanently deaf.  I know there’s barely even a chance that either will happen, but it makes me wonder if it’s worth the risk.  Then I remember that she despises bathtime, and that we have to save washing her hair for last because it always ends with her screaming in pain because the water pressure hurts her ears too badly. That’s when I remember why I decided to get her ear tubes.

But that doesn’t mean I haven’t had a panic attack every time I’ve thought about it.

I feel fairly accomplished today. We had a beautiful day here in northeast Missouri, and I took advantage of it to push out some gravel into my driveway so that I don’t have to wade through Mud Lake everytime I go somewhere. I’m thoroughly exhausted and there’s no sign of bedtime any time soon. I only got about halfway done, but it was a lot of work just to get that far so I am indeed impressed with my self.

My house is still wrecked, however.

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2 Responses to “A Little Light Lends to Petrification”

witchypoo January 5th, 2008 at 5:16 pm

Sometimes, sometimes physical work, exhausting work, is the best way to hold anxiety at bay.
We all worry about our children. I know how heart-stoppingly terrifying it is to have one in need of medical care.
It never stops. The only thing we can change is how we respond to it. See her well, see her smiling, see her enjoying her bath. Believe.

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witchypoo January 16th, 2008 at 2:21 pm

Hey, while your computer died, my blog went from D to C.
I’m not getting the badge up until B.

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