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BBL, hugs to you and DH. Is there a car service in your area that could take you/pick you up from the surgery? A nice Town Car and driver would go along way in one less thing to worry about...

Great advice B-mom!!!

BBL, Hugs to you and your DH. Uber vibes for successful surgery on Tuesday!!!!≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈

Gotta do a proper Chat catch up now.

I was in meeting vortex today. In a 4-hour time span, I received 63 emails that I had to respond to... And I wonder why I work till 7:00 pm or later most nights.
 
Maybe a cab is a good idea. DF could pick us up later in the day. I will plant the seed in his mind.
I cannot tell DS about this. He will be so upset about it and the timing is so bad. I'll have to wait until he returns from Vermont. He has enough on his plate right now.
DH sheepishly asked the doctor if the fall he suffered last week caused the tear... nope, it probably did not.
Thanks again, for you and your great minds! I :heart: you!
 
My Mom had a severely detached retina. They never said what caused it. But BBL you and DH must take care of this now.

When my Mom first started having symptoms, the first doctor diagnosed a detached retina. She did not like the diagnosis, so she got second opinions till she got one she liked. THEN, when her retina detached severely, she had a very difficult surgery and her eyesight was never the same.

BTW, Lala, I hope the Capn' feels better too. Sick kids with the flu are no fun.
 
BBL, glad to know it's correctible. I agree with the others who recommended a car service; definitely worth it. And as someone who lived quite some distance from her parents, I respectfully disagree that your son should be kept out of the loop. My parents did that with me when my dad was going through his cancer treatments and it actually upset me more that they hadn't told me certain things. He's an adult, and I think he can be a support to you even from a distance.
 
Just lost my post, dang new phone.

Bbl-many hugs and vibes to you and DH.

Collin and I are fighting through this cold.

off to catch up before DH arrives home with the pizza.
 
BBL, sending you and DH vibes and prayers for a successful and uneventful surgery~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How cute that DS wanted chocolateless trail mix so that he could indulge in Godivas! Smart guy.

EB, 63 emails?? Holy cow. I would ask if there's any end in sight to the crazy long days, but somehow I think you're this busy all the time!

Ck, hope you and Collin are feeling better soon!
 
BBL, how scary for your DH! I am glad you got to the doc immediately and he will have the surgery soon. Eye stuff is so important. And I have to say I agree with Mistikat -- your son is old enough to be told about this. My exDH's mom used to hide medical issues from him and it drove him crazy. She lived across the country.

Lala, good healing vibes for the little guy as well.

EB, you have my sympathy. Your days sound a lot like mine. I am tired of the 11-12 hour days. And the emails -- I feel I spend half my time responding to them and directing my staff. It's late in the day before I can get to my work.

Hey, OB! How's lilOB? Did she enjoy Valentine's Day?

Nurse! What fantastic news -- such a deserving person. I know how hard you've been working.

Hi Pursey, and everyone else I've missed.
 
Hey, Lulilu! LilOB made a Valentine card for DH ("made" as in, I did the glueing of heart shaped doilies, she did the artistic and illegible scribbling :D), but she's pretty clueless about holidays and birthdays still.
 
Hey Jules!

OMG! That penguin story is adorable! Pugs would love it and demand to have her own penguin.

Hey Lulilu!

Sending get well soon vibes to all who need them.

BBL- Big hug to you and your DH.

Nurse- congrats on the job offer! :yahoo::yahoo::yahoo:
 
We decided not to tell DH because his trip to VT is going to short and intense and when you read my next post, you will realize why we are not telling him. There is nothing he can do, he will just feel guilty and he will be back in a week's time. This is the small stuff right now. Stay tuned for the big stuff. He doesn't need this now. He can't do anything anyway, and has had too much happen already. If it was an entire semester, I would tell him, next week.
I probably will tell him, though, after the surgery.
 
OMG. Where to start.
The beginning. We sat down to relax after the awful news about the eye surgery and trying to figure out the logics of it all. The simple stuff, really.
Cell phone rings. DS has a flat tire on 95 near Philadelphia. At 850 pm. With four brand new tires. He is hysterical, DH is hysterical, I am the calm and collected one. We are eating cookies for dinner. We are wrecked and tired.
As I have mentioned earlier, DS has a girl in every port, and he called one. She happens to live near an Acura dealer. Someone stops and helps him change the tire and he limps over to his DFs place. I leave message for our Acura dealer, his local dealer. This morning, my dealer calls, DS calls, says they want $250, I say no way. My dealer calls to straighten it out. DS calls school. School is cool with him arriving late. So, after receiving no phone calls for the past thirty minutes, am I safe in assuming that DS is okay now? He called already to thank us profusely for helping him. Duh -- what could I do. That's the kind of mom I am. Two days ago, the wallet, yesterday, the car swap, the doctor's appointment, the surgery schedule, the fast track into the OR, the drama with DS, DH being on schpilkes over surgery, thus being a little snippy to me. It's all a little too much for the two of us right now.
Thank you guys for listening to my crazyness once again. So much happens. What was I thinking, giving up my meds???
 
OMG. Where to start.
The beginning. We sat down to relax after the awful news about the eye surgery and trying to figure out the logics of it all. The simple stuff, really.
Cell phone rings. DS has a flat tire on 95 near Philadelphia. At 850 pm. With four brand new tires. He is hysterical, DH is hysterical, I am the calm and collected one. We are eating cookies for dinner. We are wrecked and tired.
As I have mentioned earlier, DS has a girl in every port, and he called one. She happens to live near an Acura dealer. Someone stops and helps him change the tire and he limps over to his DFs place. I leave message for our Acura dealer, his local dealer. This morning, my dealer calls, DS calls, says they want $250, I say no way. My dealer calls to straighten it out. DS calls school. School is cool with him arriving late. So, after receiving no phone calls for the past thirty minutes, am I safe in assuming that DS is okay now? He called already to thank us profusely for helping him. Duh -- what could I do. That's the kind of mom I am. Two days ago, the wallet, yesterday, the car swap, the doctor's appointment, the surgery schedule, the fast track into the OR, the drama with DS, DH being on schpilkes over surgery, thus being a little snippy to me. It's all a little too much for the two of us right now.
Thank you guys for listening to my crazyness once again. So much happens. What was I thinking, giving up my meds???


Just take whatever you can get your hands on to get you through this!

I'm so sorry to hear things just seem to be going from bad to worse right now. Karma has got to come good sooner rather than later; he owes you!
DS is a grown boy, no? He needs to take a bit more responsibility to ease your load. What's most important is looking after your DH and getting him through this surgery safely. That said, I can't believe he got a flat after you went to all the trouble of fitting four new ones! (Definitely couldn't see my parents doing that for me; I think you're a wonderful mum - will you adopt me?!)
 
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