Another helping hand
Isn’t it amazing what little ones can do for your mood? The baby girl came for an unexpected visit this evening. Baby, her hubby and two girls. Hubby mowed like a crazed goat while the girls proceed to vastly improve the Mr. and my attitude. They are so loving, and I hope they keep that caring personality forever. When I asked K (the oldest girl) how her week at school was she told me she got another free homework pass. That’s not unusual for her, but what made the story was she was so excited to tell me that G (the worst boy in her class) was able to get one too. She said the whole class was so happy for him. It was his first all year. She said he did have a little trouble, “cause he kicked another boy, but he was just playing and no one got hurt.” I guess since it’s getting close to the end of school the teacher is getting desperate to give G some kind of good behaviour award. Sometimes you have to look hard for it.
Anyway, we enjoyed the visit and the Mr. had his mind relieved from his pain for a while. He must have told me 50 times how sweet they were, and I know I heard stories about baby girl for an hour. He is crazy about his baby girl, but what good daddy isn’t?
On Monday, we saw the doctor who told us he would arrange the appointment with the person at the hospital for him to get the injections in his back. Today, after lunch, I called since I hadn’t heard anything, and they said they would find out and call me back. Guess what?? How long does it take to call and make an appointment? Surely not a week. I would be happy to do the calling for them if they want me too, and on Monday the first call I make is to the doctor’s office. I don’t suffer fools lightly when I am watching the Mr. suffer unnecessarily.