JB's "extended stay" at the hospital...

Who knew that a little cut from a pocket knife (4 stitches worth) would cause us to have an "extended vacation" at Duke University Hospital?

While the majority of this experience was a scary time, John and I were able to share a lot during those 4 days.  Basically, time stopped for a little while.  We were FORCED to slow down, "unplug", wait, pray, and just let the Dr's do what they do best.  

There were several funny things that happened... 

Yesterday, JB's manager and friend, Mark, came to visit him in the hospital - which was completely unexpected and appreciative.  He said:  I've got a little something for you from the office.  He reached into his pocket and pulls out a little white, plastic knife that was signed "get well"  "get better soon", etc and signed by all his work mates.  Hilarious!  I WILL be framing that and putting it up in the garage where the "incident" occurred.

Then this morning, I ran down to the cafeteria to get us both some (really baddd) coffee.  I set it up in front of him on the tray and put a straw in the cup w/ a lid and warned him that it was INDEED hot!  When i noticed that he was struggling w/ it, I bent the straw so he could reach it. I turned around and heard a horrible grunt and moan - I looked and JB had taken a sip out of the straw, but b/c it was bent it downward, the hot coffee spilled out onto his chest.  The poor man had 2 hands that weren't "available" to wipe away the hot coffee... Bottom line, he burnt his whole chest.  

I felt sooo terrible - then he looks at me with a serious look and says:  "are you TRYING to kill me? now I've got a CHEST WOUND to boot!  Guess they'll be sending me to the BURN UNIT NEXT!"  We both busted out laughing!  I mean at THAT point, you had to laugh.

I will say that now that we are finally home, showered, and happy about the promise of sleeping in our own bed - I can't help but reflect on how incredibly fragile life really is.  Sheryl Crow nails it when she sings that every day is a winding road!  

a fresh hair cut... an ode to Kim!

Tonight I got my haircut.  While that isn't exciting to anyone OTHER than myself, I am so incredibly happy about it!

I love my girl, Kim Young at Mitchells at Southpoint... Let me tell ya, she's AWESOME!  

I told her tonight that I wasn't leaving until she gave me her cellphone number -- b/c I told her that if she EVERRR leaves Mitchells and doesn't tell me about it -  I WILL kick, scream, and cry!  I even told her that I would FLY to Korea to FIND her and have her cut my hair... ;o)

People, she's THAT good and I love her.

So, tonight before I got in the bed I had to give my girl, Kim a shout out!... even though she doesn't read my blog.  I don't care. 

Basically, she made my day and I'm grateful.

 

Molly-isms...

Molly is 10... going on 38!  She is very intuitive, insightful, thoughtful, caring, and has acquired a very funny personality.  Molly is my sidekick and I just love being in her company!

Last weekend when we got the kids, I hadn't seen them since our trip to Disney World and I had really missed them.  

Molly came up to me and said, "Um, do you have something for me?"

Me:  what do you mean?  We are getting ready for dinner?  No.

Molly: You know... something for me?

Me:  Nope. (thinking to myself - JUST BECAUSE I HAVEN'T SEEN U IN A WHILE DOES NOT WARRANT A GIFT???  maybe I can make a lesson out of this...)  

Molly:  So, you mean, you don't have a gift for me... IN YOUR BELLY?

Me:  Dumbfounded?  What???? WHAAAATTTTT????  NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Later that weekend, we go to Barnes and Noble.  I go get coffee, John takes the kids upstairs to the kids section and when I get up there, both kids are in their dads lap (big surprise!) in an over stuffed chair.  

To no surprise of coarse, John and Mack are looking at a book about "fancy-handled-knives". Molly, on the other hand, is "hiding" the book that she has chosen.  (She's at the stage that she can (and WILL) read anything - and age "appropriate-ness" is always a factor!)

  

Me: Molly, I hope that you have chosen to read something that is age appropriate?

Molly:  ummm

Me:  Mol, really - I dont want you reading something that you know isn't appropriate!

   (me, looking at the book that she is hiding... I GASP!)

Molly;  I KNEWWW you were going to do that and I'm ONLY looking at it for the book I'm writing.

ME:  DEER IN HEADLIGHTS...

Ummm, yeah.  Its the one and only:  60,000 BABY NAMES!

Good grief... this kid is hard up for a sibling?  Someone PLEASE send my kid a baby doll!!!!

... that cries, poops, stays up ALL night, and that needs funding for a college education!

SIGHHH... welcome to my life!