The last 24+ hours have been busy but good all around (or I am choosing to remember all of the good). Bob was upgraded to have a full diet which means he can eat in the cafeteria with me (and only me. I’m the only one who can take him – he reminds me). So after we met with tiny baby’s law guardian yesterday evening, Mikey and I high tailed it to Philly. We stopped in Deptford for McDonalds and a happy meal tiger (his new BFF) and grabbed a few things from Target for Daddy. We were surprising Daddy by being here all weekend when it wasn’t previously planned. I am also feeling guilty because I don’t think we will see him next weekend except for a quick trip up and back (if we’re lucky).
So we dropped drinks, toiletries, and clean clothes to Bob last night and checked into the hotel late. After completing our night time routine, I enjoyed a shower beer. Don’t knock it till you try it.
Mikey and I had a yummy breakfast where he terrified everyone with his tiger and then we headed to the pool.
This kid is Out. Of. Control. Thanks to his Pop Pop, he no longer has any fear of the water. Jumping in off the side. No hands and happily slipping under the chlorinated bath water. I’m terrified. He definitely needs swim lessons ASAP (in my spare time).
We made our way to Magee and took Dada outside on the 6th floor and played with our zoo train, the tiger and a fountain that Michael insisted on touching. Mikey also was trying to fix Dada’s wheelchair.
We ate lunch with Bob in the cafeteria. Our first family meal in almost 7 weeks. Insane for me to process that. And it was our typical crazy meal, so it was nice to see that nothing had changed. Michael and I headed back to the hotel to take naps and Bob had company from Aunt Sue, Uncle John, and his cousin Johnny. His cousin Kathy also came to visit and was still there when Mikey and I came back a little after 4.
We all went to the roof again to give Kathy a tour and went to dinner. Bob shared his spaghetti with Michael, who eats like he’s Cookie Monster.
This kid. You can see the pasta that I’m catching in my hand. *shudder*. We played for a bit in the family room and then headed back to the hotel.
So Mikey is asleep for the night and I am blogging, eating Cheetos, and am about to read a book that I started yesterday. Weird that I have so little time but I am choosing to read. Not watch tv. Not play a game on my phone. But read. I think I need the escape.
Michael and I almost crashed a couple of events tonight as an escape. The first was a bachelorette party as we were headed to the hospital because the group had an inflatable item and I believe their room is right down the hall from us (I’m sure we’ll know in the middle of the night). And the second was a prom. We saw all of the couples arriving as we came back from the hospital. Mikey yelled, “Anna, Elsa” as the girls walked by in their gowns. So it’s odd how life just keeps going on. I feel like one of my seventh graders who wonders how we were able to do anything when they were out for a day. Shouldn’t the classroom activities just pause? Wait for them to return? Shouldn’t everything from March 20 just stop for a little while until we are back to baseline? I say “we” because Mikey, tiny baby, and I are all on this journey (poor Brittany and Joey too). It feels so odd to know that the accident was caused by ice on the road. On March 20. And that my birthday was a “snow day” this year. And that it almost hit 90 degrees yesterday. Those temps feel like they are seasons apart (and they are) but it is really only just shy of 7 weeks since the accident.
So time is just a wild thing for me now. Moving so slowly yet quickly at the same time. Mikey is getting taller and his language is exploding. Zoom. Bob is still in the hospital and not home. Turtle crawl. The school year is almost over. Zip. Could be a year before Bob is back to where he was. Slow Baywatch run. We’ve been at Brittany and Joey’s for about 40 days. Flash. I feel like there is no end in sight to this process. Sloth.
Whether counting the seconds or wishing I could pause time, I am looking forward to spending precious moments with Mikey and Bob tomorrow. I am also hoping to take my husband down in a ferocious “to the death” Uno match. Wish me luck. I think I might need it.