Meanwhile in the all-too-real world

Dean is having foot surgery tomorrow to correct a bunion. Then he’ll be in a cast and not supposed to put weight on his foot for 6 weeks, then a “boot” for 2-4 more weeks. I have spent the last few days (ever since the consultation with the doctor on Friday, I guess) in a state of near-paralyzed dread — I don’t really manage to take care of my kids and my obligations even with Dean’s help, so I’m just not sure how I’ll manage the loss of his help AND his need for my help (at least in the first few days.)

This evening I’m feeling a little more optimistic, though — maybe since we went out to eat so I had a nice dinner, and then Dean mopped the kitchen floor tonight. Praying has helped, too. I’m not sure whether the stress of the next few weeks will push me towards or away from blog-writing, so I don’t know how much I’ll be around here. Gonna go watch a movie with Dean now.

Update:

We checked into the hospital at 9:15, right on time.  I left the hospital at 10:45 to get myself something to eat, and I came to my Mom’s house to eat it so Dean won’t have to watch me eat since he has to fast (I’m using my Mom’s computer to make this update.)  When I left the hospital, Dean’s doctor hadn’t arrived yet, and I’d already had a pretty good nap in the recliner in Dean’s room.  I’ll be heading back over there shortly — I hope I’ll find that Dean’s gone into surgery by then.

I almost took down this post ’cause I’m a little embarrassed over my dramatic “nearly paralyzed with dread” wording — since lots of people have survived much worse trials.  But it’s still true that once Dean decided to have this surgery, it really changed my idea of what my summer would be like, and I haven’t been thrilled about that.  I’m glad, though, that he found a good doctor (or so it seems . . . my opinion might change if it turns out the reason Dean had to wait so long this morning was that his doctor was out golfing) and is getting this taken care of.  I probably just need to find a good TV series on DVD for Dean and I to get hooked on while he’s recovering.  Maybe Firefly.  Maybe this is the time for us to get signed up with Netflix, too.

Anyway, I’m going to finish my sandwich and head back over to the hospital.  (Oh, if you’re wondering about the kids, they’re with a babysitter.  Makes me tempted to spend a few minutes at a fabric store before I go back to the waiting game.)

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