My husband and I have had a rough month. He has worked many late hours and every weekend. This week I have had three late nights in a row working, a kindergartner who had too many half days this week and a parent teacher conference that lasted an hour and a half!! I hoped this snow was going to happen and after working a party last night my dumb ass was in the supermarket at midnight buying milk, soy milk, and other essentials like Oreos with about 900 other people. I called out of work tonight.
When I heard the snow was coming I was so excited. Ryan has seen only one snowstorm of over seven inches and that was when he was two years old. Global warming has never let Aaron see a major snow storm. We NEEDED to be snowed in. This storm has not disappointed us. It is snowing a ton and we only had to leave to get Aaron some antibiotics for an ear infection. Which my husband and Ryan happily obliged. He has had ear tube surgery twice so I know when he has an ear infection. He went outside for only a little while and when he came in he got back in his PJ’s and fell asleep on the couch for 1.5 hours after some Advil. He had a fever, copious amounts of eye goo, and ear pain.
I did a mountain of laundry, cooked for Aaron so that he had meals when we went visiting over the holidays, and I made 15 lbs of my famous cookie dough to bake tomorrow. It was lovely to twitter, listen to blogs being read to me by the computer, and listen to online Christmas music. We then decorated the tree that has been sitting in my dining room for a week. My husband and I showered the kids and put them in clean PJ’s, loved on them and put them to bed. It was a day I needed and better than a spa day. As I write this the snow is still piling up and we expect almost 20 inches. Thankfully, my next door neighbor has the nicest snow blower I have ever seen.
Large snowstorms have brought good things for me as an adult. In the giant blizzard of 1996 we had reservations at a very fancy hotel downtown courtesy of my husbands boss. We got to the hotel via subway and so did our now deceased boss and friend. We all drank in the hotel bar and then when Rick our boss-friend left we swam in the glass dome covered pool and ordered room service. The next big snow storm was over President’s weekend in 2003. I was 9 weeks pregnant with Ryan. My husband and our band mates dug out our corner of 49th and Cedar. On Presidents Day I had my first OB appointment. On account of the snow the only doctor in the office that morning was the famous Dr. Mama who I was fated to meet. He is an AMAZING doctor who took care of me during both of my pregnancies, advocated for me when I was having Aaron and helped me avoid a C-Section, and did a little thing and saved my friend Cecily’s life twice and made sure Tori arrived in the world safe and sound. This storm better bring amazing wonderful change.
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My sister is doing well. I saw her last Thursday and this past Monday in anticipation of not getting to see her again till after New Year. She and I have fallen back to a familiar routine that we had when she had her bone marrow transplant over 20 years ago. She looked so much more herself when I left her on Monday because before she was looking like an elderly dying woman. I hear this week she is walking down the hall to the applause of the hospital staff but still on the ventilator. She does more and more everyday and the fact she is alive is nothing less than a miracle.
She and I have had a talk about where her care is going. She is going to be where she is now for at least another 8 or more weeks, moving to a step down unit soon, and finally out of ICU. Then she has to have extensive lung and physical rehab, and she is going to need heart valve surgery. She has already picked a doctor and the hospital to have her heart valve surgery. My Mom and Dad bought her a small net book with my help so she can get online. It was delivered today because texting her is MADDENING. Bottom line she is alive and even though she is so sick she will be out of the hospital by summer.
Anyone near the snow enjoy the rarity of a December Nor’easter. Everyone else I wish peace and happiness.









