So. Tomorrow is the day for the dreaded upper-endoscopy for cherub 3. Hubby & I were actually relieved a month ago when we had to postpone the original date because cherub 3 had a bad cold. We are off to the hospital at 5am. Thank you BabySis for coming to bring the other cherubs to school!
So. You know the stress/worry level is bad when you find yourself cleaning at 9pm.
So. I haven't slept all week. I have been having nightmares & have woken up at 12pm.
With not much else to clean (who am I kidding, I could clean here forever and barely make a dent), I cracked open a cold beer to take the 'edge' off. Great. I went from ocd cleaning issue to drinking issue. No worries. I don't have an issue. Just trying to relax and convince myself that everything will be fine and that letting my FIVE year old "go under" for a procedure is perfectly normal. They do it everyday. Right?
There must be something else I can go scrub.