the rollercoaster continues
Things have been so crazy around here it makes me dizzy.
Jason and I went away to Palm Springs for the weekend and it was fucking PHENOMENAL. We realized that we hadn't had a getaway just the two of us since Nicholas was in the hospital.* It was amazing. I had forgotten I could actually live a life devoid of stress and schedules. Jason and I had the chance to just hang out a reconnect, and it confirmed what I had long suspected- I definitely married the right guy.
Now, Jason and I got to go away on our own because my mom flew into town to look after Noodle. I haven't spoken to her in about 9 months, so it was a little weird. I told Jason to have her stay at a hotel because I didn't want her in my house. He got her to get a room based on the fact that they had a pool Noodle could swim in. She wanted to have dinner all together on Sunday night, so I (reluctantly) agreed. Luckily Noodle was so overtired he was a complete mess, so I left early to take him home. Other than that, it went okay. I can be cordial when I have to be. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. I'm still not about to start calling her on the phone again, but I can cope with her in the room.
Today was Nicholas's 6 month oncology screening. It's so bizarre how easy it is to slip back into that world. On the way over, I found myself mentally planning how I would proceed if the cancer was back. I had a game plan all worked out for moving back into the hospital. It wasn't an "OMG what will I do?!" kind of thing. More like a basic game plan, the same way I would approach planning a usual day. weird. Anyway, we got told that now we only have to come back for screenings once a year!! WOOHOO!!! Those appointments are such a massive pain in the butt. Our appointment was scheduled for 1pm and we didn't get seen until 4. Five and a half hours is a LONG time to hang out in a clinic waiting room.
While we were there I got a text from a friend of mine that the screenplay I had entered in a contest at Writer's Boot Camp had won. The "prize" is a $5000 scholarship to their online classes and a chance to compete for a development deal. It's not like I've hit the big time or anything, but it's nice to feel appreciated.
THEN when we got home, I got a letter from Cochlear America saying that I owe them $4000 for an implant I never sent in. Uh, Simon says BULLSHIT. I Fedexed that damn thing in a month ago. They never sent the replacement. Of course by the time I got home, it was too late to call, so now it's gonna be on my brain all night. Meh.
*It was after round 3 of chemo and we were just waiting for Noodle's counts to come back up. My parents kicked us out and insisted we go somewhere and relax. Well, we went somewhere anyway...
Jason and I went away to Palm Springs for the weekend and it was fucking PHENOMENAL. We realized that we hadn't had a getaway just the two of us since Nicholas was in the hospital.* It was amazing. I had forgotten I could actually live a life devoid of stress and schedules. Jason and I had the chance to just hang out a reconnect, and it confirmed what I had long suspected- I definitely married the right guy.
Now, Jason and I got to go away on our own because my mom flew into town to look after Noodle. I haven't spoken to her in about 9 months, so it was a little weird. I told Jason to have her stay at a hotel because I didn't want her in my house. He got her to get a room based on the fact that they had a pool Noodle could swim in. She wanted to have dinner all together on Sunday night, so I (reluctantly) agreed. Luckily Noodle was so overtired he was a complete mess, so I left early to take him home. Other than that, it went okay. I can be cordial when I have to be. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. I'm still not about to start calling her on the phone again, but I can cope with her in the room.
Today was Nicholas's 6 month oncology screening. It's so bizarre how easy it is to slip back into that world. On the way over, I found myself mentally planning how I would proceed if the cancer was back. I had a game plan all worked out for moving back into the hospital. It wasn't an "OMG what will I do?!" kind of thing. More like a basic game plan, the same way I would approach planning a usual day. weird. Anyway, we got told that now we only have to come back for screenings once a year!! WOOHOO!!! Those appointments are such a massive pain in the butt. Our appointment was scheduled for 1pm and we didn't get seen until 4. Five and a half hours is a LONG time to hang out in a clinic waiting room.
While we were there I got a text from a friend of mine that the screenplay I had entered in a contest at Writer's Boot Camp had won. The "prize" is a $5000 scholarship to their online classes and a chance to compete for a development deal. It's not like I've hit the big time or anything, but it's nice to feel appreciated.
THEN when we got home, I got a letter from Cochlear America saying that I owe them $4000 for an implant I never sent in. Uh, Simon says BULLSHIT. I Fedexed that damn thing in a month ago. They never sent the replacement. Of course by the time I got home, it was too late to call, so now it's gonna be on my brain all night. Meh.
*It was after round 3 of chemo and we were just waiting for Noodle's counts to come back up. My parents kicked us out and insisted we go somewhere and relax. Well, we went somewhere anyway...