I took today off--all of it--because I had an appointment with the neurosurgeon and decided I didn't want to run myself ragged. I ran myself ragged anyway!
Because I wasn't going to school, I told Meg I would take the children to day care. That meant she could go to work without messing with them, and they could sleep in a little after their late and busy trick-or-treating of last night. I got up at the regular time. Meg ran late. I horsed around, giving myself an hour's travel time...only to remember that I didn't know what time the school bus comes to pick up Robin and the other school kids from the day care. I was also getting them there too late for breakfast, and couldn't find the breakfast oatmeal squares that I had planned to give them. Ugh! We didn't miss the school bus, but I spent much of the day worrying about how they would fare with only graham crackers for breakfast!
Dr. Horner was running 30 minutes late in his appointment schedule...and I was there at least 25 minutes early. I should probably mention that Dr. Horner has the same stellar reputation that Dr. Lanzino (the doc that did my craniotomy) did in Peoria. (Lanzino is going to Mayo's, so he must be good--and everyone at St. Francis sang his praises.) In any case, the only reason for my appointment today was to check on the incision, etc. He asked if I had any drainage from it. (Huh? It's healed over. I mean, it's been three months since the surgery!) I told him that I didn't, but it does itch...but since my scalp is numb up there, scratching does no good. And it doesn't make sense. How can something that is numb itch?? He told me that it is a common complaint, explaining that the nerves are trying to reconnect and the brain can't differentiate, blah, blah. I did ask him when I could be considered totally healed. He said any problems that I have after 12-18 months are permanent. (I don't have any!) He did also ask me about my thinking...did I notice anything wrong with it? Uh...no. I have been so totally blessed! He did tell me that I am better off than many because my head has been examined and we know that there are no more aneurysms. Oh...and I did ask about the possibility that the "clip" on the aneurysm could come un-clipped. I liked his opinion of the odds: mostly zero!
When I left Methodist Hospital, I found my way to Meg's work so we could go to lunch together, then wended my way to a Girl Scout store downtown in order to get Robin some stuff for Daisy Girl Scouts. Would you believe $50 worth????
I headed back to Plainfield and came upon what I would call a rolling roadblock. As I approached where I-70 branched off, there were two police cars that were side-by-side, moving slowly. When we got close to another merging ramp, along came another police car and a motorcycle cop...and after that, they took off. Didn't see where they exited. I got on the radio, wondering if this had anything to do with the Vice President's visit. KG9QJ said it could have been because the local radio was talking about Cheney's arrival at the airport. I noticed that there was NO air traffic when I got near the airport. (Highly unusual.) Shortly thereafter, a jet launched overhead. It wasn't big (not a passenger airliner). I'm thinking I saw the VP's plane take off today!
When I got home, I took time for a nap, then cooked supper and went to the Kindergarten Center to pick up fund raiser materials...then went to pick up the children. It is never fun! They hug me profusely when I show up, but then there is competition between Robin and Ryan for stupid things, so that by the time we get home, I'm usually ticked. After supper, Meg was about dead to the world and Robin wanted to go to the park...so I caved in and took them, even though there was lots to do to clean up the kitchen. I think Meg got a small nap, anyway. Both children got baths and went to bed...although Robin is still awake at 11:37 PM. What to do????
Big deal Colts game on Sunday! They are playing the New England Patriots--their nemesis. Go Colts! (Or, as Robin says, "Go Coats!)
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