Yesterday was filled with about five hours of doctor's appointments, blood tests, waiting to fill prescriptions, and cancellation of our attendance at a philanthropic reception last night. Hubby was in so much pain (neck and then an elbow---see prior post) that we pushed into seeing his primary physician late yesterday morning. Without going into all the details, let us just say we continued this journey most of the afternoon. He is on three more prescriptions and we are waiting for side-effects. One side-effect was that he slept all the rest of the day into late dinner after we got home. He is no longer in pain and trying to slow down. (We have not checked crab traps in three days !) Health issues never fall at a convenient time, and this summer is already very full for us. But, we did squeeze in an MRI at the end of the week. We have to get to the healing issues because....
Today I have to get another reservation confirmed for a trip to Ireland in early September (going with my son, wife and in-laws after our cancellation of our trip to Turkey with the other set of in-laws due to all the war issues raging everywhere.) Today I have to plan for a children's class on soil. Today I have to grocery shop and plan menus for the week. Today I have to vacuum. It is crazy, please try to keep up.
Granddaughter gets picked up on Sunday, tomorrow, for a week with us. We are making felt fairies, cooking stuff, having a chocolate tasting, swimming and dragging her to the garden class I am teaching with other children on Monday. I am tired already, but loving the opportunity.
Then the week after next week is a break before hubby and I are off to Colorado and Wyoming for two weeks with the 9-year-old grandson to explore geology and nature and sleep in the bowels of a volcano. He will visit great uncles and aunts and I will attend a high school class reunion as well --- of about 10 of us really old people who are in good enough health to show up! I am not looking forward to the emotional roller coaster of that luncheon, but I must go.
Then it is back home and another week to recover before we get the littlest grandson (four-years-old) for his week of being indulged by grandparents.
Summer will be over in the blink of an eye and then just one week to get ready and pack for our Ireland trip. Son's in-laws are making most of the plans, but, thus far, we have only the Dublin arrival, two days in Ballingcollig, a rental car and two days in Dublin before heading home. We have the whole middle of the week to fill and I wish they would get on it!
Yes, I am tired, you are tired, we are all tired...but we are keeping one foot in front of the other because the alternative is not something I want to dwell on.