Oh my, what happened to the lazy days of summer. Seriously, I can't tell which is busier, the school year or summer. We have been out of school less than 2 weeks & I feel like I can't catch up with my life.
Monday morning Craig's car wouldn't start. He tries to jump it with the jumper cables, but no luck, & time is ticking so we decide to try a new battery when he gets home that evening. I make arrangements to drop Abigail at a friend's house so they can take her to VBS. Katelyn & I will then take Craig to work. On the way I talk to the doctor about a betadine wash because I am still plagued by THE PINK EYE (ALL CAPS now because I respect more than I ever had hoped to). I then make arrangements for someone to care for the girls while I go in for said wash. This is with all the other pick up, drop offs, plans with other mommies & me. In a naive yet full of myself moment I think "Us mommies, we get the job the done!" I almost start to pat myself on the back when I feel like the Lord gently puts his arm around me & says. "Heather, Craig is hard at work all day so you are able to stay home & have the time to coordinate plans." So thankful for the Lord's quick correction in my attitude. I am immediately reminded that we are a team & neither one of us could do it without the other.
After dropping Craig off at work, Katelyn & I head to her swim lessons. Katelyn's swim teacher is known as "The Swim Nazi". Seriously, that's what she calls herself. I heard of her years ago & was actually offended at the name, but I also heard she was a great teacher that got results. The other name she goes by is Miss Lynn, which is what I've instructed Katelyn to call her. Katelyn has already had 2 years of swim lessons with "The Swim Pushover" & she was still wearing a floatie...And Katelyn would wear that floatie until she was 27 if it would fit her. She doesn't care. She can "swim" all around the pool with it on...face in the water...she's a mermaid with a floatie.. I told Miss Lynn that Katelyn lacked confidence in her abilities & had a very strong will. Good luck with her Miss Lynn. We will be praying for you & of course for Katelyn as she builds her confidence, trusts the truths of what is happening & sheds her "puddle jumper".
After lunch I drop the girls off with a friend & head to the optometrist's office. THE PINK EYE had been better over the weekend with the use of a steroid drop, but was getting worse again. My best option was to have a betadine wash to kill the virus. The doctor numbed my eyes quite a bit...to the point that I felt like my eyes had been to the dentist getting a filling. She then flushes them out with this betadine wash...I should be fine to drive home she says...fine is certainly a relative term...I guess she meant fine to drive home if I lived next door to the doctors office. I can't be held accountable for anyone I winked at on the drive home...after all I couldn't feel a thing until I was half way home. As my numbness wears off of my eyes the pain grows more & more, and I finally make it home safely & figure the hard part is over, such a foolish thought.
My doctor warned me that I might be in some pain for 10-15 minutes...again I think her 10-15 minutes & my 10-15 minutes are actually different increments of time. I am sure I was in pain much longer. A lot of pain. Pain I could not escape. Closing my eyes didn't help, flushing them with water didn't help. lighting them on fire DID NOT HELP! (I would not recommend the latter). I then try to flush them with saline. Of course my saline is brand new & "sealed for my protection" & I can't see & cannot remove the super seal so in desperation I reach for my sewing scissors (nope, I don't sew) & cut the entire top off of the saline bottle, it sails through the air like a cork on a champagne bottle & I manage to pour it on my eyes, my head, shoulders, knees, & toes. While this is happening someone is continually texting me. I have no idea who. I open my eyes enough to call my friend, Nancy, who is keeping my children & has taken them swimming with another friend. I eek out the following "Don't. bring. my. children. to me...." to which she responds "Is there anyway we can get you something for the pain?" I am pretty confident more words are spoken in between those two statements , but I cannot even begin to remember what they are. I've written quite a bit about community, but it's another example of how God provides through it. We are a team. Between Nancy & Alison, they have cared for my children, brought me pain relief, fed my children, & make plans for my children if they need to sleep over. I just had to utter those 5 words & those two had it under control. So thankful for friends that can see anticipate the need more than I can even know is there and act on it. After a good nap, my eyes are better and are improving each day.
On Tuesday we had to have Craig's car towed to the mechanic. It turns out it was some security issue with the ignition not recognizing the key. The mechanic resets it & gives Craig instructions on how to fix it if it happens again. He is to Turn the key to the on position, count to 10, turn it off, while pumping the brake, in repetitions of 3 while whistling Dixie with his eyes crossed...or something like that. I was just glad his car is fixed & hope that doesn't happen again.
and so the week goes...Abigail LOVED VBS. Katelyn is liking swim lessons. My eyes feel like they can breathe again, & Craig is whistling Dixie as we enjoy the lazy days of summer. HA!
After dropping Craig off at work, Katelyn & I head to her swim lessons. Katelyn's swim teacher is known as "The Swim Nazi". Seriously, that's what she calls herself. I heard of her years ago & was actually offended at the name, but I also heard she was a great teacher that got results. The other name she goes by is Miss Lynn, which is what I've instructed Katelyn to call her. Katelyn has already had 2 years of swim lessons with "The Swim Pushover" & she was still wearing a floatie...And Katelyn would wear that floatie until she was 27 if it would fit her. She doesn't care. She can "swim" all around the pool with it on...face in the water...she's a mermaid with a floatie.. I told Miss Lynn that Katelyn lacked confidence in her abilities & had a very strong will. Good luck with her Miss Lynn. We will be praying for you & of course for Katelyn as she builds her confidence, trusts the truths of what is happening & sheds her "puddle jumper".
After lunch I drop the girls off with a friend & head to the optometrist's office. THE PINK EYE had been better over the weekend with the use of a steroid drop, but was getting worse again. My best option was to have a betadine wash to kill the virus. The doctor numbed my eyes quite a bit...to the point that I felt like my eyes had been to the dentist getting a filling. She then flushes them out with this betadine wash...I should be fine to drive home she says...fine is certainly a relative term...I guess she meant fine to drive home if I lived next door to the doctors office. I can't be held accountable for anyone I winked at on the drive home...after all I couldn't feel a thing until I was half way home. As my numbness wears off of my eyes the pain grows more & more, and I finally make it home safely & figure the hard part is over, such a foolish thought.
My doctor warned me that I might be in some pain for 10-15 minutes...again I think her 10-15 minutes & my 10-15 minutes are actually different increments of time. I am sure I was in pain much longer. A lot of pain. Pain I could not escape. Closing my eyes didn't help, flushing them with water didn't help. lighting them on fire DID NOT HELP! (I would not recommend the latter). I then try to flush them with saline. Of course my saline is brand new & "sealed for my protection" & I can't see & cannot remove the super seal so in desperation I reach for my sewing scissors (nope, I don't sew) & cut the entire top off of the saline bottle, it sails through the air like a cork on a champagne bottle & I manage to pour it on my eyes, my head, shoulders, knees, & toes. While this is happening someone is continually texting me. I have no idea who. I open my eyes enough to call my friend, Nancy, who is keeping my children & has taken them swimming with another friend. I eek out the following "Don't. bring. my. children. to me...." to which she responds "Is there anyway we can get you something for the pain?" I am pretty confident more words are spoken in between those two statements , but I cannot even begin to remember what they are. I've written quite a bit about community, but it's another example of how God provides through it. We are a team. Between Nancy & Alison, they have cared for my children, brought me pain relief, fed my children, & make plans for my children if they need to sleep over. I just had to utter those 5 words & those two had it under control. So thankful for friends that can see anticipate the need more than I can even know is there and act on it. After a good nap, my eyes are better and are improving each day.
On Tuesday we had to have Craig's car towed to the mechanic. It turns out it was some security issue with the ignition not recognizing the key. The mechanic resets it & gives Craig instructions on how to fix it if it happens again. He is to Turn the key to the on position, count to 10, turn it off, while pumping the brake, in repetitions of 3 while whistling Dixie with his eyes crossed...or something like that. I was just glad his car is fixed & hope that doesn't happen again.
and so the week goes...Abigail LOVED VBS. Katelyn is liking swim lessons. My eyes feel like they can breathe again, & Craig is whistling Dixie as we enjoy the lazy days of summer. HA!
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