Routine and order are to me what crack is to a crack addict. I *need* it. And I won't stop till I *get* it. On a bad day, I would consider *killing* for it. Without it, I limp along in a wierd state of prolonged "fight or flight" (go sympathetic nervous system)for waaaaaaay too long. And then I feel bitchy and irritable. Exhale. By this time next week, routine and order will be established and I will be thriving once again.
My school schedule is very light this semester. I don't go to school at all on Tuesdays, Thursdays consist of a class from 8-10 am and 3 to 4pm, Fridays only one class from 2 to 3pm. It is going to be pretty lax. I am so glad that I did anatomy and physiology last year. Oh yes I am. And since all of my electives (including the senior ones) are done too, I am in for a really easy first year in BScn Nursing. And if all goes optimal, I will be transferring straight across into the Midwifery program when it starts at Mount Royal in the fall of 2010. If I don't get in, I will continue on with the nursing program and just keep applying every year. I have to say though, it pains me to say that I am in the nursing program. Why? Because I DON'T WANT TO BE A NURSE. It is a means to an end. Period. So when somebody asks what I am taking, I either say "working towards my midwifery degree" (not entirely truthful), or tell the whole truth "I'm in the nursing program, BUT only until I can get into midwifery...I'm just trying to stack the deck and make my application look better than everybody else's by getting as many applicable courses done as possible, and a lot of those courses are only available in the nursing program, so here I am..."
Austin was home for the weekend and was surprisingly good! Granted, they haven't started adjusting his meds yet, so there would have been no reason for him to have been unstable. But we have found in the past that the transition between hospital during the week and home on the weekend has NOT always been smooth. Regardles, other than launching a few F-bombs when things didn't go his way, and lying to manipulate a few situations, he was very manageable thank the heavens. He was quite emotional when it was time to go back, and that was hard. I know that it has to be this way, but damn it is hard. Eddy drove him back up to the Glenrose last night and I could tell that he was hurting when he got home. I think we are going to have to have our big goodbyes at home, and then make the hand off to his nurse a little quicker and more efficient. It would seem that the longer we linger at the Glenrose, the more upset he gets. And yet within minutes of us leaving, he is settled. Go figure.
Hailey had some drama over the weekend. Once again, my baby got stung by wasp. This time it was on her mouth. Argh. She had a bottle of iced tea and a wasp had landed on the top. When she went to take a drink, it stung her. She came running into the house, escorted by a very upset Morgan, SCREAMING her lungs out. I could see that the stinger was still in, but she wouldn't let us anywhere NEAR it. So we had to restrain her and then pluck it out. She was not happy, poor little bug. Her face swelled up to ridiculous proportions (as you will see in the attached pics). I am starting to wonder if there is an allergy here. The swelling was easily as bad as the time she was stung three times on her face, and yet it was only once this time. I need to consult our GP about this. We live out of town, and it might be prudent to have an epi-pen just in case. We are now two days past and her face is still swollen right up to and including her eye, although it isn't as bad as it was yesterday. She has made me promise that she doesn't have to go to school unless the swelling is gone. Vanity in a five year old...lol!
And now for a few pics. Patty and Mauricio had taken our kids to the corn maze for the day. It was a respite day for Austin, but they asked if the other two wanted to come too. Such great people, for real.
Austin, Morgan and Hailey in the backseat
Morgan and Hailey
Austin giving Hailey a push!
Morgan
Morgan fighting his way through the maze!
Hailey in the rain
My baby "before the bee sting..."
And after....
And now I am going to go and snuggle my baby in bed because we have a very easy day today. If I'm lucky, I might even snuggle her back to sleep for a bit...although the odds aren't great. The benadryl we have been giving her for the swelling in her face is causing a wee bit of hyperactivity. Oh well, can' hurt to try!