almost forgot....
On Friday before I was supposed to leave town for the weekend, I got together with my mom and sister for lunch at Mary Mac's. Yum. At lunch, mom casually mentions that she's been a bit dizzy for a few days as a result of the cold she had been dealing with for over a week. In her brilliant mind, she and my dad apparently thought it would be a grand idea the night before, to move a Lazyboy recliner down to the basement. Mom proceeds to tell us how she got dizzy, lost her balance, tumbled down 7 stairs, and hit her head on the wall so hard, she knocked herself completely unconscious for nearly 5 minutes!!
My sister and I freak out, telling her she should have gone to the hospital that night for a CT scan to make sure she didn't have bleeding in the brain or a bad concussion! We call her Dr. on the way back home and sure enough, they say she should go directly to the hospital for a CT scan. So there I was, sitting with my mom in the ER awaiting her CT scan when I totally had planned to be home packing for my trip. That's what I get for procrastinating(wonder where I got it from).
An hour and a half later(precisely 30 minutes after I was supposed to be on the road for my weekend away), we get to leave. Mom had a golf ball sized lump on her head and residual dizziness and a big headache; but otherwise she was fine with no serious injury to her brain. She was given an anti-vertigo drug called Meclizine and sent on her way. I got back home and did the fastest packing job ever to get ready to go. We left the kids with a slightly dizzy Grandma and Pop Pop for the weekend( a little hesitantly), and were on the road roughly two hours later than planned.
How the rest of my weekend went was addressed in the last post. It was basically: people I couldn't relate to, alcohol that sort of helped remedy the situation, and yummy food(best part of the weekend). It was nice to be kidless for a few days, but I would have had more fun celebrating my birthday amongst my real friends instead of a bunch of Judd's co-workers' friends(all about 10 years from retirement).
Judd and I are getting along a little better lately. We work out together at the same gym now. He is trying to be more patient and not snap at me so much. I'm trying to get back to the place where I felt strongly for him again. It's not easy, but we are working on it. We are by no means back to acting like newlyweds again. I think we need counseling. Judd is pretty firmly against that. He's a very private person. I'm trying to find the place where my feelings started to change and see if it can be reversed. Time will tell if we can be fixed. We are a work in progress.
My sister and I freak out, telling her she should have gone to the hospital that night for a CT scan to make sure she didn't have bleeding in the brain or a bad concussion! We call her Dr. on the way back home and sure enough, they say she should go directly to the hospital for a CT scan. So there I was, sitting with my mom in the ER awaiting her CT scan when I totally had planned to be home packing for my trip. That's what I get for procrastinating(wonder where I got it from).
An hour and a half later(precisely 30 minutes after I was supposed to be on the road for my weekend away), we get to leave. Mom had a golf ball sized lump on her head and residual dizziness and a big headache; but otherwise she was fine with no serious injury to her brain. She was given an anti-vertigo drug called Meclizine and sent on her way. I got back home and did the fastest packing job ever to get ready to go. We left the kids with a slightly dizzy Grandma and Pop Pop for the weekend( a little hesitantly), and were on the road roughly two hours later than planned.
How the rest of my weekend went was addressed in the last post. It was basically: people I couldn't relate to, alcohol that sort of helped remedy the situation, and yummy food(best part of the weekend). It was nice to be kidless for a few days, but I would have had more fun celebrating my birthday amongst my real friends instead of a bunch of Judd's co-workers' friends(all about 10 years from retirement).
Judd and I are getting along a little better lately. We work out together at the same gym now. He is trying to be more patient and not snap at me so much. I'm trying to get back to the place where I felt strongly for him again. It's not easy, but we are working on it. We are by no means back to acting like newlyweds again. I think we need counseling. Judd is pretty firmly against that. He's a very private person. I'm trying to find the place where my feelings started to change and see if it can be reversed. Time will tell if we can be fixed. We are a work in progress.