I finally got out of bed at quarter to 5am when I've been wide awake for at least an hour. Admittedly, I'm a nervous wreck. My boyfriend's mom went into Presby for her biopsy a few hours ago. I've been in touch with him but that's not really doing much to assuage my concern for either her or him.
I'm quickly learning that flexibility is going to be the key for all this. Which, after some thought, shouldn't be such a problem. I'm pretty adaptable but realizing that plans will change at last minute is something I'm going to have to get used to. I just hope that she gets a chance to see the flowers I got her yesterday. Money's sort of tight right now and they're super pretty--daisies and sunflowers and mini roses. Its the thought that counts so I'm sort of feeling guilty that I'd even think like this.
I guess if nothing else, I'm glad I got this particular bouquet because I can put it on display here at home if I can't give it to her at the hospital.
Does all this make me selfish?
I'd ask myself how I'm going to get through the day but it's pretty easy: One step at a time. One hour at a time. One minute, one second at a time.
Coffee might also be a key here since 8 hours ahead of me is looking pretty bleak right now, but hey--Its my Friday! Woo!
Today, is the longest day of my life.
ReplyDeleteIronically, the sequel to this blog entry should be titled "Time Actually Went by Pretty Fast"
ReplyDeleteThere are terroists planning to assasinate a presidential candidate. My wife and daugher have been kidnapped. And the people that I work with may be involved in both. I'm federal agent Jack Bauer. And this, is the longest day of my life.
ReplyDeleteI'm not really one to jump on television bandwagons so I'm proud to say I've never seen a second of 24.
ReplyDeleteThat said, I can't believe I'm going to allow a 24 reference as a comment on my blog but since you're a friend, I'll let it slide this time.
Just don't reference anything from American Idol please.
Uuuuugh!