This weekend was a good one. Ever since Ryan’s stroke, I’ve been working Mon-Wed at my outside of the house job. The good part is this means I have (technically) a four day weekend! Granted, I’m always doing other work, but I can schedule myself around the other things.
Last Wednesday was a horrible day. Health issues with my mom that were (and are) scary on top of the usual, including debt collectors for a hospital bill from November we haven’t even received yet only to discover that they hadn’t even billed insurance yet (don’t know why we fill out all that paperwork….) and so many little things. Just overwhelming.
But my community? They are amazing. I could not be doing any of this without them for sure. Thursday was quickly a much better day. Wednesday after talking to the hospital where we spent 14 hours at, I realized that we still hadn’t received a letter or bill from the rehab center. Worried about creditors, I called my main contact there and left a message. She called Thursday morning. We owed nothing. Zero. Our insurance covered every single penny of the bill for the almost 4 weeks at the rehab center.
I was shocked. Overjoyed. We now only have one large bill to deal with, for which we are setting up assistance for so we can, you know, eat while we pay it off. We will not have to go bankrupt. Won’t have to move or sell a kidney or anything. We are blessed.
Reconnecting. Bonding. Loving.
Saturday I was able to have several delicious hours to myself. Avi got to play at the Children’s Museum with her grandmas and I got to go horseback riding. My body is STILL aching in that fantastic way after a good workout. The weather was perfect. I hope to be able to go again on Thursday.
Then on Sunday I got another couple of hours by myself. My dear friend Kim came over to watch the baby and I went to a coffee shop to sit down and do the writings I needed to do. It was lovely not having a two year old biting at my ankles the whole time. Then came home to prepare for a takeover – my friend brought her 14 month old over so they could have a date night.
Let me tell you…..never again at bed time. Ever. I have so much love to you parents that have more than one! Seriously, guarantees our decision that one is the right amount for us! Course, it would probably be easier if it was a constant thing to work with, but yeah….this was crazy. And Lily is SUCH a good baby too. Overall, an interesting evening but survived.
And now, it’s Monday again. The weeks keep flying by. My cousin gets married this weekend. I’m not the photographer (thank goodness) but you can bet I’ll have my camera with me! At least, if I can make it through another week….