Mondays are hard for us around here. I was being proactive when I told Ian last night "the car is leaving at 6:55 whether you are in it or not" and gave my usual lecture about getting to work on time, blah blah blah is how I'm sure he hears it. Well for once we were on track to leave on time today. I had stressed to Ian that I had an important meeting at 8:15 that I could not walk in to late. Then at about 6:50 Ian is calling to me that he needs help he has a bloody nose.
He used to get them a lot when he was younger in the winter, and has had a couple other ones this month, but today's was like nothing I've seen. He was standing over the bathroom sink with a towel on his face and he couldn't soak it up fast enough. When he pulled the towel off, it was like his nose was a facet running on full speed. I don't think I've ever seen so much blood. I usually am calm but this freaked me out. With visions of brain tumors and other horrible things I told him to keep the towel on his face and get in the car, we were going to urgent care/ER at the hospital (luckily only a couple blocks from home). As I am throwing Rowan's coat and gear on him, I put on his monkey hat. This was apparently the wrong hat because it made him cry all the way to Linda's. After a week of being spoiled by grandparents who can blame the guy.
As we are walking into the hospital I am on the phone, first with my friend Melanie begging her to throw some sub plans on my desk. Next, on the phone with the sub system to get a last minute sub. Finally, leaving a message for the school sectratary that I will not be making it to that important meeting.
So, here I am now...they took care of the bloody nose (she assured me it is only dry air, not the other horrible things I imagined), Ian is at school, my sub is (hopefully) teaching my class using the materials that Melanie (hopefully) was able to put on my desk. As teachers we can't just call in and say I'm running a little late, we have to call a sub until at least 11:30. So even though I could probably be there by 9:30 today, my sub is committed to 11:30.
Since I am dressed for work I am leaving the bloody sink clean up for later, I mean why not spread the fun out all day, right?
At least I am past the point about feeling guilty about calling into work if one of my kids has a problem. I put a lot of heart and soul and time into my job, but today Ian just needed me more. Sometimes it is just so exhausting...I'm sure all of you with young kids know what I mean.
So I'm going to head to work and if I'm there early finish up my report cards.
Look for more fun stories to come...Ian's wisdom teeth are coming in and I'm sure we are bound to have fun with that one...
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