As I look around…

I see a house in chaos. Yes, I’m afraid it’s true. After a week of sickness, first Michael, then the kids, and then, finally, when everybody else was starting to feel better, yours truly, the house looks like a horde of heathen ran through taking everything out of its appointed place, throwing it on the ground and jumping on it for good measure. Well, OK, maybe not quite that bad. But pretty close. Everywhere I walk I see things that need to be picked up and put away, dishes that need to be done, and general disorder and mayhem.\par
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I’m still not feeling all that great myself. Decidedly the reverse in fact. When we were at church today, I spent much of the time feeling rather like death warmed over. I was tired, and the noise and confusion and the supervising of the kids was just about enough to tip me over the edge… into what I’m not quite sure, but definitely over the edge. But after getting home, taking some Dayquil, enjoying a nice hot shower and reading a book in solitude for a while while Michael played with the kids, I felt more like my normal self.\par
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Tomorrow, if he’s sufficiently over his cold, Michael is going under the knife to have his gall-bladder removed. I’m a little nervous about this, even though it’s supposed to be a short, low-risk procedure.\’c2\~My mother-in-law is coming to watch the boys, and Michael will hopefully be able to return home tomorrow night after the surgery. In fact, he’s only supposed to be at the hospital for 4 hours. The wonders of modern medicine!! I’m praying that it is in fact wonderful and that there aren’t any screw-ups or unforseen side-effects/problems.\par
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Well, I need to go to bed to get ready for the big day ahead tomorrow.\’c2\~ Have a good week!