Day 93 – 96 — It was back to work on Tuesday. I was still exhausted. Trying to catch up on a missed 35 hours of sleep takes a while, I discovered. On Monday evening my son came by the house to see if I could go watch my two oldest grandkids because they had to take the youngest to the hospital. No thought, only go. He had been throwing up all day and finally the doctor said to bring him in. I didn’t feel tired until about 11 o’clock, then it hit me like a brick. I pulled a blanket over myself and went to sleep with the phone by my hand.
They called around 11:30 to say they were still waiting, but that Ethan was, thankfully, sleeping. I called my husband to tell him the news and he offered to come relieve me so that I could go home and get some sleep before going to work in the morning. When the alarm went off at 6 I thought briefly of just laying there and pretending I hadn’t heard it. But, wondering what was happening with the kids, I got up and grabbed the phone. They still hadn’t left the hospital, but Ethan was doing much better. Sigh. Huge sigh.
I called them around 8, just before I headed out the door and they said they had just got home. So, that was a relief.
The rest of the week went relatively okay, except for the snowstorm that developed on Wednesday. Another snow storm! Thankfully, it wasn’t near as bad as the last one. But with the Spring-like temperatures (insert a big snort here) the snow was wet and heavy and made the roads a little dicey.
I spent the week getting caught up to speed with work and trying — not very successfully — to get my house in order. It’s funny, when you go away on vacation, even though you clean everything before you go, the house is a disaster the minute you walk through the door.
I had a busy week with trying to get ready for a grievance hearing with our employer and then getting some other Union business tied up.
All in all, I probably could have used another week off.