I had the great fortune of having meningitis. While I wouldn’t will the more than a week long headache on anyone, it showed me how many good people are in my life.
Generally, when I get sick, my mom comes to stay with us and take care of the girls. It makes my life really easy and I’m lucky she doesn’t hesitate to drive a couple hours to help me out when I need it. This time, she had plans to be in San Francisco celebrating my niece’s first birthday and my dad’s 70th. Since I couldn’t even sit up for the first few days and I was heavily drugged, there was no way I could take care of the girls by myself or get Sammy to school (her first week of school, none the less). It’s times like these that you get a chance to see all the good people you have in your life and get a chance to appreciate them.
First, my husband, was amazing. I don’t often write about him on this blog because he prefers to remain anonymous. But this man I married reminded me this week why I love him. He took care of the girls, the house, he got everyone ready for school, made lunches, saw to it that Penny and Ella could go to preschool full time for a few days, dropped them off and picked them up, all while working a full day and making sure I was okay and serving me food in bed and getting me my medicine.
Second, my girls. Truly, they are amazing little people. They cooperated with the disruption in their schedule for the most part. They left me alone to rest and gave me lots of kisses. Sometimes I forget when I’m running around and they’re not picking up their toys or they’re fighting or giving me a hard time getting ready in the morning, but they are good little girls.
My mother-in-law. I have a good relationship with her, which is something to be grateful for in and of itself. But, she also took time on her days off to help me out and watch the girls until Sean came home. She fed them dinner and kept them occupied, she watched them all day Saturday, took them to a movie, and helped keep my house picked up. All this, while also dealing with her own mother who also wound up in the ER for dementia. It’s a lot on her plate, but she didn’t hesitate to help me.
Sammy’s friends parents. One of Sammy’s friends lives nearby and last year we alternated picking the girls up and having play dates. They were so kind in bringing Samantha to and from school last week and having her over to their house after school so I could continue to rest. We’re lucky they’re in our lives and I owe them some serious cookies and I don’t know what else.
Our preschool. Seriously, the nicest people ever. Their laid back attitude is one of the reasons I picked this school, and I am so glad I did. They had no problem with us dropping Penny and Ella off all day Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday for the full day even though we only go Tuesday/Thursday half days. It was so nice to not have to worry about them for the day and know they were being well cared for.
My bloggy friends, who checked up on me and gave me some diversion from laying in bed doing nothing. When I started blogging, I had no idea I would make real friends, and I am so glad I have.
Who knew, meningitis would remind me to be grateful for all I have. Thank you to everyone who took care of me last week and allowed me to rest and recover. Love you all.