Tomorrow Gage has an early appointment - 8:20 for labs and clinic visit. The appointment is at 8:20. Julian is traveling and so that means an early day for all as I have to take Quinny B. to a neighbor’s house at 7:20 so they can take her to school for me.
Then when I get Gage back to school, I am having lunch with Quinny for Thanksgiving. Then I need to work until 2:30 (I haven’t yet figured out how to pack 4 hours of work into 2), pick them up, then work at home while they chill for a bit. Tomorrow night Grandpa is taking Gage to cub scouts and the girl and I will be just staying in for the evening.
I detest mornings. The thing is, Gage needs labs early enough for them to do a prograf level on him so we go without him taking the prograf and he takes it after the lab draw. He is not looking forward to tomorrow because of this.
I had to arrange a courier to pick up 2 new meds for Quinn (what? is that 11 now or 12?) and one of them is EPO injections. Ugh. The girl is also not looking forward to it. It’s been about 2 years since I’ve had to give injections with a needle (when Gage went on dialysis the put it in his cath, and his growth hormone was injected by a cool, painless thingy) and I am not looking forward to it either. There is no way to prepare her for the fact that Momma is causing pain. On purpose.
And to top it off I have to get up at 6:00am. I am not a fan of 6:00am. Ever. We don’t get along, 6:00am and I. We like to stay at least an hour, preferably 2 hours apart for the best outcome.
There. That is my 19th post this month, so I am officially blogging everyday for Noblowhatever. That’s all it’s going to be too. Because I have to go to sleep. Right now.
