Don't think I can take any more surprises today. My wife was supposed to come out on a 6 hour visit today but couldn't because during a NST the heart rate of Smurf 3 went WAAAAAY down. It went back up, but the doctor freaked out and moved her to labor and delivery. I thought they were going to deliver any moment, which had me freaked out because when I was told I was in the middle of being with a client and his mom at the hospital, I still had to turn in paperwork so I could get paid, I had to contact several people for paperwork so other people got paid, I had to clean up the rest of the house because in-laws were around (oy vey), and I had in-laws visiting.
Luckily, everything has worked out. She was on monitoring for 4 hours and had no changes or issues, so she was returned back to her room. However, she might not get another pass to get out and that flat out sucks. I was able to get one person discharged from the hospital, but then remembered I have to send information to another hospital for someone else. I also need to follow up about an assault claim and Adult Protective Service call. I got in my paperwork but not all of it (but I will still get paid so that's good). The house is clean, the in-laws are bothersome (and will be back on Friday and Saturday), and I'm ready for it to be Sunday. However, the Smurfs are still fun so everything will be okay. I think I can keep my blood pressure in check long enough for my wife to get back home.
I think it's funny that my daughter, Smurf 2, will allow me to wash and comb her hair in the tub but would never allow my wife to do it. Smurf 2's hair is exactly like my wife's hair (very curly and thick), and I sometimes have a harder time with it. However, she did not (and still doesn't) like for my wife to do her hair. She even prefers if I'm the one putting on her headband, doing a ponytail, or whatever hairstyle she likes at the moment. I also need to buy a few more dresses for her since she keeps asking to wear one every day; she currently has 4 that she likes.
Smurf 1 is going to eat us out of house and home. I swear that boy eats almost as much as a teenager. On the regular he eats anywhere between 2 to 3 helpings of dinner along with 2 snacks and possibly a third. Luckily he prefers to drink a lot of water (puts me to shame) and will drink 1/2 cup of juice or a juice box per day. Smurf 2 will drink water but only if she's very hot or nothing else is available. Otherwise, she's got a juicebox or cup of juice in her hand. Or strawberry milk.
So now we are on the way back to the hospital to get a good dinner to my wife. They wouldn't let her eat while monitoring her, and she's hankering for some Outback food.
Misspoken Word of the Day:
*Preface - I try to use words that my kids should know with minimal euphemisms. Today I was speaking with Smurf 2 about using the bathroom, and that's where today's word comes from.
Browse Moose. "That's a lot of Yuck daddy." "It's called a poop or bowel movement." "Ok. That's a lot of Browse Moose."
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