I was...

I was going to post these pictures along 

with a list of 10 things I was grateful for

but as I sat down to the computer

with the list brewing in my head,

I got a call from one of Sheyla's 

teachers telling me that Sheyla had some

seizures and that she was doing better

but that she wanted me to come to pick her up.

I was going to say that I was grateful for Bajio

and for Jeff and for lots of different things

which I really really am grateful for

but I had to take her to the ER again.

They gave her a small amount of IV Ativan

and she had hallucinations all through 

the visit and partly on the way home

and I just got her tucked into bed

after getting her night medication

and helping her to the bathroom

and feeding the cat

and cutting off her name tag.

I was going to say that we went 

to Bajio because we had two kids 

to get to two different places 

at two different ends of the valley

at two different times

and I really really wanted a Chicken Ensalada.

I was going to tell you

about a woman I saw at the grocery store

that used to live a few streets up from us.

She is in her 70's and our oldest son

used to do some yard work for her.

I said hi and said that she used to live

in our neighborhood years ago

and said that it's been awhile,

and she said loudly,

almost with a gasp,

"Holy Cow it sure has been!"

I thought to myself that she meant,

Holy Cow you're fat and old!

I would have cried but I told myself

that she could have meant

Holy Cow it's been so many years!

I also told myself,

I am over weight and I do look older

and it's been a long day

and she doesn't know that I took

my daughter to the Neurologist this morning

and that we had to schedule an

MRI for Friday so they can check

to see if there is scar tissue

in her brain.

She also didn't know that it's been 8 weeks

since I've had my last Diet Coke/Pepsi

and that I'm trying to exercise but that

I don't always exercise as much as I want

but I'm not giving up and I'm trying to be healthier.

She didn't know that my son is walking 

more and more with his crutches and his boot

and that he was in a wheelchair for 6 weeks

and that he will be able to walk soon barefoot

in the house

and that he can't be left alone

even though he is 17 years old.

I was going to say that I 

couldn't go to bed until I knew 

Sheyla was asleep and safe in her room.

I'm going to bed now.