Time is ticking away from me at an alarming rate. So I get a call this morning from my doctor.
Girl: The doc just can't get enough of you and so wants you to come in to see him on May 18.
Me: Um...ok, my MRI is on the 15th, my vacation starts on the 19th so a quick trip in will be a piece of cake
Girl: oh by the way, we have reserved a room for you at Hotel Peter Lougheed for June 2.
Me: Ummmmmmmm oh.
Girl: You know its busy season so we want you to get the best room.
Me: Super Duper.
So suffice to say I am freaking out just a little here. I am going to be so busy for the next month and a half that I am going to need a vacation just to recover from recovering! Between Soccer 4 days a week, my mom visiting next week, my follow up appt., my anniversary trip, my kid's first communion, I sure know how to make the most of my time!
I'm not so scared about whats going to happen, I always knew this thing was going to have to come out whether I liked it or not. I am more concerned about who's going to look after the kidlets while I am out of commission. The Guy works shift work and since he is taking time off for the vacation, he will now have to take more time off to look after the kids? Its very delicate surgery so I have no idea how long I will be away from home. I don't have any family close by to come and stay and my mom works so I can't really ask her to extend her visit to help out. What to do what to do.
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